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No More Crumbs!
I’ve sipped from empty cups too long,
Been told to wait, to play it safe,
To shrink my voice, to just belong—
But silence never saved the brave.
They fed me crumbs, called it enough,
Said, “Be polite, don’t reach too far,”
I smiled through hunger, swallowed tough,
And wore my limits like a scar.
No mo...
Monday 2nd June 2025 10:04 am
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