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Pushed to the wall
Stripped of cover
I am no push over.
Tired, I will gather
my wits
my breath
and move
out of the four walls
of your stupid beliefs
of what I can
and cannot do
of who I am
and am not.
I fling all
those figments
of your imagination
out the window
and will make
my path
surely.
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