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Thursday, 7 July 2016

Privilege

All the privilege & power,
And insight I gave you,
Into my world,
The original thought,
And place in my heart,
Were all just tunnels, of access, To all that you wanted?
Steps on a ladder,
To all you can be?
Sadness of hollow,
That all is rewritten,
Nought is forgiven,
As the realisation,
You are like the all others,
And I, am alone.

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