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<title>hya - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title>
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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>hya</b></p>
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<p>published: 3-7-2018</p>
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<p> </p>
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<p>I ran a surprise mile today<br />
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and the midnight hands leaned in close and cupped my ear<br />
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and whispered a command I’d thought I’d never hear</p>
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<p>I said hello to pain today<br />
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a friendly reminder from my internal organs<br />
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that no matter how much my brain may throw a fit about it<br />
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and then self-alienate<br />
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that I am still unfortunately fertile</p>
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<p>the rouge and crimson stain my hands<br />
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cake under my fingernails<br />
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little scarlet moons<br />
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whispering conflicting tales of freedom or immortality</p>
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