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Aug 2021
My name is Anne
It happens too much
I get sad and confused
I don't want to make a fuss
I've been hit and bruised
I've been touched
I have been used
For another's rut
It's ok to be sad
It can feel like too much
People have hurt me
I am enough
And you at enough too. Thank you for being you.
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       WordPlay, Ashanti, Ciel Noir, Aubrey, Imran Islam and 8 others
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