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Sep 2020
I've been humbled.
I'm losing my home.
Not at fault of my own

I've complained
Endlessly
About the flaws of these four walls
There wasnt heat
There wasnt cooling
The kitchen was unusable
The roof leaked into the windows
The sun over heated my space.

Now it's being taken back

Now it's being taken back

Now it's being taken back

It's just hitting me
All that these walls have given.
A place to nurture our love.
It's given me pets.
It's given me a place to cry.
It's given me solidarity.
It has done nothing but given.

Now it's being taken back

Now it's being taken back

Now it's being taken back

I wish I gave to it.
Fresh paint
New curtains
New floors
A welcome mat

It has given me a home
And
I was ungrateful.
Here's to the farmhouse that gave me it's best.
Denxai Mcmillon
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Denxai Mcmillon  27/Non-binary/Frederick
(27/Non-binary/Frederick)   
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