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Dec 2018
They’ve taken away my voice again
Given me no choice again
Except to sit it out
And drown in my own drought
They censored everything
Clipped my fragile wing
It brought them great delight
To put upon this blight
Stab me in the back
Split apart the crack
Now that I’m in half
All they do is laugh
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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