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Feeding Fingers
barbed wire threads the sun
You begged yourself to
Swallow
Your own tongue
Before a mirror
Choir housed where
Barbed wire threads the sun
I nailed myself to
A loss
Night childhood games
A soft-spoken, âstart...â
Smiles sharp
Bright
Anonymous
Have I
Been mis-placed
A life
My shadow waves
Goodbye