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Tell Death Where They Hid My Bones

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Sometimes I don't know if I write from my heart or from my head. Drowned in grief and sorrow, I try to get up to escape to never ever. I would like to be reborn again.  Born in my body.

Collection of writings by the artist and writer Goathico.

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