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My Letter to the World
My name is Amelia.
I am 17 years old
And I am afraid for my future.
I am tired of old men
Deciding how I will live,
Determining the world in which
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Loves
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Winter & Her Long Reign
When the Summer dies,
Fall begins to descend,
onto the beloved land.
With no words, and no ties-
Winter sinks its teeth into the sand.
Leaving nothing to mend.
Deep into the cruel season,
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a letter to my mother
how do i say--
yesterday, you called me a miracle
and i believed you because
you can make me believe
anything.
(you have not always wielded that well.)
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Guilt
I kneel down on the dewy grass, picking up a ladybug by the hand.