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Aug 30
I used to twirl
in everyone else’s dance
until I bled every drop
of my do into their won’t.

Pale as a sacrifice I rose
where I fell and drank
from the well of self.

Belittle, berate, I no
longer hesitate to
prioritize I before you.
Susie Clevenger
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Susie Clevenger  74/F/USA
(74/F/USA)   
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