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Jan 2017
taught to articulate concisely
to breathe fresh air, easily
but plagued with pollution
from corporate illusion
i refuse to stay still
in the sprout of a revolution
so I am letting go
of what smog still resides
what does not fuel my insides
this is goodbye,
to everything I have that I do not need,
and a hello
to me
Written by
J  22/Gender Nonconforming/East Coast
(22/Gender Nonconforming/East Coast)   
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