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Mar 2022
big as a mansion
and has the expansion
of a forest of trees

Some days the pain is
thick as molasses
and quickly passes
all through me

Some days the pain is
sharp as a knife
cutting my life
in half

Some days the pain is
dogged
and I'm rotted
as a decomposing body
sandra wyllie
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