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I play dead, it stops the hurting, I play dead and the hurting stops, It’s sometimes just like sleeping, Curling up inside my private tortures1 1 - « Je fais le mort, ça calme la douleur, je fais le mort et la douleur est calmée. C’est un peu comme si je dormais, recroquevillée sur mes tortures privées… » [Trad. libre]…
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