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Sep 2022
like a car in a junkyard.
Squeezed me like an accordion.
Haven't spoken to him since then.

He crushed me
like a walnut in the jaws
of a nutcracker.
Broke my shell to bits.
They should have laws
forbidding this.

He crushed me
like roadkill.
Ran over me,
and left me for dead.
I'm flattened.
How did this happen?
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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