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TRAUMA

Seen once and unforgotten
the terrible thing we each
hold and wield, the cold chisel
in our brain. Here we feel it
and feed it, make it our own
re-screen it, learn it by heart
then let it tear us apart.

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Unknown's avatarAuthor James LindesayPosted on 26th Jun 2020

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