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Poetry

The kind of poetry that you read and then read again, because you find too much of yourself lost in it.

Chapter 46

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by Oyinbane13

by Oyinbane13

After careful thought,

I have realised,

I do not hate everything,

I angrily blurt out,

I am simply envious,

Of all the things I have not got,

And suffer from the acknowledgement,

Of knowing that,

I will never deserve.

-Stuck on a wheel.

-Oyin B.

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Love,

Oyin.