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Feel the air I breathe
Spirit of a riot flame
Earth beneath my feet.
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Kayla Zimmermann
Hello! I am a mental health worker at a Women & Children’s domestic violence shelter. I love to write about feminism and mental health, but am looking forward to exploring new subjects and genres.
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