Nicola Robinsonova Poems

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1.
Wish You Were Here, Baby

You've become a statistic, not a tragedy
A collection of cells and not a possibility
Hope was a luxury we knew we could not afford,
but still, but still... we wanted you.
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2.
Cut

Poem. We don't know each other yet
I want to cut you
Reduce you to your bear essence.
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