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I wear my past like a cape Superman’s got nothing on me now that I’m free All I’ve overcome widens my stance straightens my shoulders I didn’t die so I raise my chin up high Shame, regrets, fear in bullet-shape bounce right off my bullet-proof drape Finally, I truly mean it when I say, ‘I’m fine’ for I wear it like a cape, this past of mine © 2025 SincerelyJoanWrites. All rights reserved.
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Jun 4, 2025
Jun 4, 2025 at 9:33 AM UTC
This Cape of Mine