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Oct 11
Do not inch towards me
if you cannot fight for me
I have been here
too many
times
My boundaries well defined
my edges sharp and fine
Do not inch towards me
Unless you are certain
you are prepared
To bleed before you dine
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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