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By Kelly69
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03 May 2005 |
The goal here was to write a micro fiction piece in 50 words or less. Here you are. Seven months early and raging. Blood-red and gripping that place which was meant to nurture you. Your silence. First cries now belong to my mouth and they are as desperate and savage as those of any newborn. There is no soft, milk-filled breast to soothe these wails. |
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Written by kevinrobson73 (441 comments posted) 3rd May 2005 | you achieved your goal
did someone else set you the 50 word limit or was it a self-challenge
you've got enough subject to do lots with this and i feel you would do it very well | I felt that
Written by artsnflowers (48 comments posted) 3rd May 2005 | | it read like a good poem. |
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