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A wound talks to you...
Note: this was one of those old files I had saved, and I am not sure where my head was at when I wrote it, but I think it deserves a space here. 2005 was a dark time for me...
-K.D.
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Hello; you have created me,
blind and smooth, with a clean
line on your skin. It seems a little close to
becoming deep; deep enough to remember
what you do to yourself
what you find becoming you.
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Kendall Defoe
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