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Dec 2014
I’ve been underground for much too long

Repressed, but I’ve not regressed.

I do my best to grow, I bud.

Though the sunlight fails to meet my skin

I’ll make it through the day again.

I work and grow, though i’m alone.

I improve and improve at improving my self

I am unearthed.

Someone asked me to write a poem about a potato and this is what came out of it
Randi G
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Randi G  21/Gender Questioning/Oregon
(21/Gender Questioning/Oregon)   
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