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Misalign, by Keana Aguila Labra

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Malignant growths are unmanageable, 

it cracks below the surface

and my hands spiral out of control

we’ll fill in the flaws with silence.

My eyes steer without consideration.

Though, I learn difficult truths

hoping to grow thicker skin,

(I flake under pressure.)

I do not benefit

out of this exchange

yet I linger,

yet I stay.

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