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Aug 2016
I felt myself awaken,
I opened my eyes,
I looked at the ceiling,
I planned my day.

"GET OUT AND SHUT UP,
YOU FILTHY LITTLE RATS,
LIFT YOUR *** AND RUN,
WE'LL BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN"

I ran down,
With sobs and tears,
Who are strangers?
Why take my wealth?

Without a home,
Where am I?
Without a home,
Who am I?

So sudden and fast,
I was banished and rust,
Where will I go?
In exile of I don't know.
Not pleased with this at all.
LJDC
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LJDC  22/F
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