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In hiding / shame
I held up the fight using my time, avoiding the light . That one that once so devilishly seized me in a fright. The shame in my burrows, Commanding their share. With such demeaning stares, and pressuring glares. And deliberate deceiving words, to stumble me in a confusion distant from ashore, with little room to walk away.
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