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Oct 2020
I’m old enough now to see
that the only thing
ever holding me back
was me
No one blocks me from the sunset
no one keeps me from it’s rising
So now I’m riding
through my open country
I was born incredibly privileged, but somehow incredibly blind
Written by
Elioinai  Georgia
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