181 : justice

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standing by that fire
hundreds of people surrounding me
i had never felt more heavenly
and
i had never felt more alone

it is time to wipe the skid marks
of my past
in an attempt to retrace my steps
to that small office
where mother cancelled the hearing

it is time to meet my demons

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