and when thinking becomes retrospective and she is jumping off the bridge in thought and running for the hills in life tell me how can she remain still, sane alive.a rage consumes and cancer is imminent for it burrows beneath the canvas and rages against the veins.she breathes miasmas and eats infection.her body rejects the nourishment her arms are open for flight.let her fly far ,far away to a place where rejection spits nails and mirrors crack dolls.


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