Some consider me expendable
No one is trying to kill me today
Even if they were, it’d be passive
Because my genetics are a blight
My mental health is faulty
I’ve aged out of breeding stock
Skills I have aren’t enough
For my perceived burden
But if there was an emergency
I’m the heard that will be thinned
My story isn’t compelling enough
To be on the priority list.
Elizebeth Turnquist 
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