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“Let me give you support,” He says. “Let me take care of you,” She hears. Her thirst and hunger becomes an endless twister,
Moonlight skin thickets Thrown without a care Body coated in a tainted sacred Dark ashy chocolate glaze Child lips concealed by customers Purity penetrated buried inside herself
I spent a year in a foreign placeWandering about what truths I would learn or face...
Hardscrabble life
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