she is exhausted.
she drags her feet from door to door
searching, spending, risking.
life leaks from her, she gushes life-blood
very nearly life-less.
she is haemorrhaging.
she hears of a man
a rumour of a man.
she reaches, she risks, she grips.
her life no longer leaks
no longer drained to dregs.
she has found the source of it.
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