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That Night
That Night (June, 2017)
I didn’t really feel I had the right, to write about that night,
Because I was on the other-side of town, safely in a house, tucked up tight...
I didn’t really feel I had the right, to write about that night,
Because I am not considered poor, and am classed indigenously white...
I didn’t really feel I had the right, to write about that night,
Because I won’t ever ...
Friday 10th June 2022 9:17 am
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