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Private Pain in Time of Trouble

How can I sustain this troubled swelling: my heart like an eggplant, blackened, bulbous, grows too greedy: bruised and sorrowful, it will not let its great loss go, wanting to be pendulous with child. Private pain in time of trouble as the dark-eyed children burn.…

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