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Oct 2020
I walk into headlights

it’s safer that way

I have known it... not

and so I play

by the rules of a game
of archaic fears and victim blaming

I walk into headlights

I walk

I hope

I pray

a car will come my way

(straight in my way)

and I am not blamed

(anymore)
Emma Elisabeth Wood
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Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
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