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Dec 2018
You are above,
While I am below.
I grovel at your feet,
Giving you love and respect.
Yet you step on me like I don't even exist.
Like I'm nothing.
And this is the moment I realise,
I will never be above.
Always below.
Buried Words
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Buried Words  18/F/Ireland
(18/F/Ireland)   
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   JL Smith and Manuel Hutchinson
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