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To hold you I had to break open

The Force, by Katharine Blake Not a cracking of bones,how the pelvis can snapwhen the head then shoulders break loose,  but worn threadbare,waves against weathered bone every five to eightminutes (mark it down)no food, no sleep, onlyvomit and water and strong handsthrough my hair and the dogwho devoured a whole chocolate cake(a fact your … Continue reading

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