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Dec 2019
I want to sleep;
I am not allowed.
I can't escape;
I am not allowed.

I feel like I am
Sinking in quicksand;
And the walls are too high
To see out of.

It's been so long
Now I don't even know
If I want to see out.
I am stuck;
And I don't know if
I want to get out anymore.
Written by
Layla Ruth Richards
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         Ola Gia, Amanda Kay Burke, Andromyda, Tim, Traveler and 3 others
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