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Dec 2018
Write
I told myself

For I'm guilty and
I like the way it makes me feel
When I don't finish
When I do

Heavy -
With plenty to do

I like my incompleteness
For the way it hangs,
Like the ways
Walls are never high enough
Or borders are never strong enough
Or love
Is never
Ever

Enough.

Write,
I tell myself
I am myself
I am and always will be

For voices
However many they are

Are meant to not just be heard

But felt.

Empathy,
Is the key,
To all of this - us.

Look at music.

They try...

They just have terrible delegates
Written by
Mitchell
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   CallMeVenus and Breanna evans
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