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Feb 2015
my mother once told me
                you're too nice
you told me
               stand up
my father told me
               grow a backbone
                                            
I can now assure you I am a vertebrate
that I can stand on my own two feet
I can face my foes with dignity
and here I am standing in front of you

Because my sister once told me
               treat ***** like ***** treat you
Emma
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