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Jun 2019
Everything moved and nothing changed
Stepped three ways to the right
Clung to the monkey bars of my childhood primary school
Looked out through new eyes into the same world
From frightening unhinged angles
Shadows were still shadows
The sun still beat behind eyes that looked recklessly into it
The shape of you against the ground that was now the sky
And how well you fit there
Looking like you owned the dawn
Georgia Marginson-Swart
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Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
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