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Feb 2023
Please God, please
Take me now to the place,
Where my name is being called out.
The corner where my uncomfortable name
Is now being murmured
I’m certain a place like this must exist
Even for someone like me.
Written by
Viancy  28/F/Vancouver
(28/F/Vancouver)   
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