| words : 09.18.01 : katerina nadel |
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i can't get comfortable in my skin. i can't stop crying. this violence has to end. our hearts can't keep breaking like this. i can't hold this in my brain. and i live far away. and i live right next door. and i don't know how to make the hurt go away. and i pray the children that are not born yet will never know sorrow like this.
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