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Sep 2017
Sit there and stare me down.
In your little world tear me to shreds.
I will be sitting here,
At two o'clock every Friday
So pull up a chair, make yourself at home,
My home, that will remain mine.
You will not win this time.
Written by
Megan Foster  17/F/Ireland
(17/F/Ireland)   
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     Carina and JAC
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