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The Easy Steal

I wake,
choking on my own throat,
and hope it's from
the gas they filled me with
to make my uterus an easier steal.
I pace the hall,
waiting to fart out
the empty space they made,
wondering what it will be like,
what I will look like,
when I've not even an air pocket
to hold its place.

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