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Jul 2018
why do i have to stand
when i could fly
my feet are glued
to a ground set on fire
ive waited long enough
for my wings to grow
no matter how my hand shakes
i will grab each feather
try try try again to stitch together
day 4 for 31 days of poetry
Gale L Mccoy
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Gale L Mccoy  24/Non-binary/Ohio
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