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Sep 2016
I will always be sitting in the middle of that blurry place
Where its grey because I'm neither black nor white
I am both and there I stay.

I will always be torn between giving
And fending for myself.
My soul says its good to give
but my heart ends up taking all the damage.

They take and take
and I know they need more...

But I'm in the middle,
I'm selfless and selfish
white and black.

I give and I give
and only hope someone
will eventually
give back.
Chelsea Rae
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