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Dec 2011
Caged and confused,
I've been so bemused;
I'm wondering who will win.

Will it be me?
Well, I have the key.
But it feels like such a sin.

I'm hiding inside,
and there I abide,
with my former skin.

She tries to usurp me,
she tries to hurt me,
and I see no way to win.
Alicia Strong
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Alicia Strong  Nova Scotia
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