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Jul 2022
put me in
stitches. But I won’t let them
tie me up. I hitch myself
to a star and swing out on a

milky bar. If I have an itch, I won’t
switch my plans. I’ll just take them
in a new direction! None can tell me
to ditch my dreams, or pitch to me

their button-down
schemes. I have this twitch. And I won't
unhitch my dreams. A glitch is only
temporary.
sandra wyllie
Written by
sandra wyllie  56/F
(56/F)   
95
   SUDHANSHU KUMAR and Ledge
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