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Safe Place

The world is my placenta.

Not your world, mine.

I am safe here.

Naive, yes
but safe.

The mothers mouth opens and in pores the bad.

I am dying here, in my own "safe" world.

I'm coming out learning the light around me.

I'm confused.

I realize I'm dead.
Written by maria (IRK)
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