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Stigma Fighters: Talia Blumofe
How Much More How much hatred is in my heart that I’m ripping my body to shreds? How much pain do I think I deserve that I revel in the stinging nettles blooming on my arms? How much time goes and time goes as I stare into the air, eyes glazed with fog, hands carved of red and marble snares? How much more? The sky demands How much