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Ana

she can't live this way,
it is too much.
can't eat another bit.
she is in their clutch.
she know she can't win this fight.
can't take off in flight.
can't fake another smile,
another laugh.
can't run another mile.
she starts to feel
the bile creeping up her throat.
spilling out onto the floor.
she can't take much more.
she is in such a poor state.
hating herself more than before.

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