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Feb 2019
I’m surrounded by white noise.
All I can comprehend
Starts with knifes for girls
And ends in flowers for boys.
Elders overtly condescend
The slightest error,
I single number ends
The brightest of lives
Snuffed our in terror.
Wesley Dotson
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Wesley Dotson  21/M/United States
(21/M/United States)   
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