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Mar 2018
I was in corner
Collecting dust
Waiting for you
Loyal to you

Until awareness
Consumed me.
I saw,
You didn’t even want me.

So I left.
I took my first,
Full,
Breath.

Since the attic
Of which
You left me
And forgot me.
Written by
E McNamara  18/F/in the ocean
(18/F/in the ocean)   
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     KM Hanslik, a mcvicar and Amanda Kay Burke
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