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Reading Lips
‘Once in a House on Fire’ by Andrea Ashworth
‘At home, something ripped under my skin when I smiled;
trying to pretend everything was fine. Deadly moods lurked in
a purple white haze... the air sagged sick and tired. Days piled
up in deafening silence as mum and dad refused to talk to one
another. Things grew more and more suffocating. Something was
going to lift the roof.' |
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