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Jul 2018
I have my mother’s temperament

In one moment I can
Be the sun
In another I can posses a grey soul and
Hang it out to dry
Embracing the endless breeze from the
Back bedroom window
Yet a few meters away, I wanted
To throw myself from mine
Leap down, maybe water the plant
To just lay down, it down
In the road

My example of me, my mother, and I.
Callum Foulds
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Callum Foulds  19/Non-binary/Northamptonshire
(19/Non-binary/Northamptonshire)   
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