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"Rotates" by leluna

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On the edges of the straps, the skin is purple and blue. Glimpses of green and yellow from previous episodes. She rotates her wrists, the pain is an old comfort. She doesn't clearly remember why she is here this time. She rotates her wrists. Therapy doesn't help. She waits for the right medication cocktail, and rotates her wrists.



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