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Oct 2021
That was where you found me
Young
careless
stuffed full of my own importance
shining my personal halo
for the whole **** world to see
carrying my own pedestal
for someone to put me on
carrying my own cross
for someone to
crucifix me
upon
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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