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Feb 2021
When did we fall,
Life's debt to us is in vain,
And why we ask?

Governed by a phone,
In the eye of a girl,
Who has been taught to wear a mask.

Told to try our best,
Only to come I last.

Tell me now,
Where can I go,
When I can't escape my thoughts.

Walk down to the shop,
Buy a pack of cigarettes,
And alcohol for support.

This is how you cope,
When you haven't been taught.

The ground beneath us is breaking,
Would you fight to fall?
Well tell me what you have to fight for.

Your family, your friends,
Your job, your partner, your children,
Is that it, no more?

What about yourself?
Is that something worth fighting for?
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Mary Woods
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