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Nov 2019
step by step
by step by step
my arms the rungs
i lift them up
to a better place
than they were before
and never asking for a hand
afraid that they would change their minds
and decide i wouldn't be good enough
for them to step all over me
as if it were a privilege
to be used
by them
Samantha
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Samantha  18/F/Waiting for Freedom
(18/F/Waiting for Freedom)   
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