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4/07/2011

Then

It was then that I realized what he had done
he had reminded me of what it felt like
to be whole.
And I hated it.
When you're whole you can get hurt
when you're whole you are weak
feeling the concavity of your stomach
of your heart
Being empty lets no room for anything to leave
anything else to be lost
anyone to disappear
because there's nothing left for you to lose.

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