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Dec 2020
So i'm home alone
Throughout this festive period
No contacts to see
No zoom
Just me
Alone in my room
But ive got a roof
And food in stock
And a bolted door
That no-one will knock
Although ive lost my voice
As i don't know what to say
My humour for now
Has wilted away
by Jemia
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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