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I flung my body Like bread to the ducks Stale biscuit sweet Hard. Cruelly misbaked to the wrong Baker. Pecked at my dolly sized pieces – ‘Keep still’ Pretend not to feel the pain. Repeat: ‘I am still bread’ ‘I am not dead’ But deep inside I felt the snaps of beaks, the disillusion of winged hopes flying me to new [...]
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Swimming lessons with Policeman plod?!!!!… I am living in one of those vivid dreams where nothing makes sense anymore. Cults, Stalkers, Bi-sexual ex boyfriends of friends who try to use you as a filter to vent their anger and wind up your friend right in their face. Where am I? What am I doing here? Im booking my flight home today. But [...]
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