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Feb 6
I have danced amongst shame, for a dime or something to savor.
Exonerated my gifts
Natural and self made.
A fire has burnt, yet no heat has warmed this soul
Father what have I done ?
Mother where have you gone ?
I’m not a child on her own, but life has become a shore.

Abandoned by my own
No shadow to own
A heart willing to go, just lacking the courage to fold.

It isn’t easy no more
When the mind knows there’s more
You hold on to life
Ignoring the root has died.
Sillo Anderson
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Sillo Anderson  28/F/Guyana
(28/F/Guyana)   
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   Acora
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