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unhinged Alyssa Minor

unhinged

By Alyssa Minor

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I have become a beast of burden, Carrying the load of other herds, Dancing with elves and prancing around Like a lowly sheep trying to flee To a pond full of my mother’s milk, So I can coddle in a bottle Within a warm coat of nothingness That glazes my skin which sinks in itself Hidden in this flesh that covers me

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