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Jul 2021
I always thought I was destined,
Separated from everyone else
A path made just for me
That I'd thread to some place else,
Far away from everyone's pelt

I don't mean it in that way
Not the way that made me better,
Looking down at everyone else
But in the way that there's a single end
Somewhere to escape
The gift of life bestowed
Against my will
Keshant Samaroo
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Keshant Samaroo  23/M/Guyana
(23/M/Guyana)   
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