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May 2018
A symphony made for those of wealth,
Left me anxious, aggravated and apart.
When they asked why, we sang.

Left me anxious, aggravated and apart.
Dreams follow us all with ambitions.
When they asked why, we sang.
I wish I could erase the world in between.

For you to be with me.
Louisa Coller
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Louisa Coller  26/Non-binary/England
(26/Non-binary/England)   
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