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Hunger Pangs
You’re crying again. It’s piercing. I try to take deep breaths but my lungs must be punctured because I can’t seem to get any in. It’s visceral and I feel afraid. Like there are needles inside my body poking out through…
But First, Truth.
You’re crying again. It’s piercing. I try to take deep breaths but my lungs must be punctured because I can’t seem to get any in. It’s visceral and I feel afraid. Like there are needles inside my body poking out through…