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Aug 2019
i didn't want to be like her,
i didn't want to belong,
be stuck somewhere,
i saw how much it tore her apart
and wore her down,
but maybe i just didn't want
to feel at home
i wanted to wander
so it's easier to say goodbye
but Michigan,
you crept into my heart
and dug your heals in my vains
you're there,
but i'm not with you.
Liz Carlson
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Liz Carlson  19/F
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