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Apr 2020
I am firecracker
Brought in by my parents
With basic needs and education
I was lit.
To tell you the truth
Im mostly burned out
No exquisite light whatsoever
Simply put,
The plan is to shoot high
And bright, at a pace of my own
Before the angel
Lights me out
Wrote this quickly for a competetion
cath
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cath
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