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May 2020
my hero lives inside my television screen
and his gun promises protection
from all the dangers that threaten me

he will remain
without a cause for fear
besides his imminent danger

he will save himself,
just as he promised
in the twelfth minute of the film

the worn out disc
still reminds me
that some promises can be kept
and some guns will never be pointed at me
Felicity Paris
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Felicity Paris  18/Non-binary/RI
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