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Sep 2016
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When I was three
I must have been free
From all this fear now surrounding me
But as I got older
The world just got colder
And I was overwhelmed with a feeling I could not take it for much longer.


My mum told me to get a ******* grip
‘How else are you going to survive on this life long trip?’

I replied, ‘But mum all the innocence has gone,
the world is not right…everything is wrong.’


It didn’t take a day
And it didn’t take a week
It just took some other time
For me to realize
The path to seek.

I’m looking for freedom.
Stephanie Grace
Written by
Stephanie Grace  London, England
(London, England)   
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