blue carpet on the walls

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she sits there,
seen and not heard 

as the herd passes.

her body untouched, 
her stomach tightened with a drawstring.

it was definitive.

cold metal.

inescapable.

but it passes.

her breath steadies as the dust settles,
and the clamour fades away.

she couldn't understand why they chose her.

why she was the warm body they all jostled to own.

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