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Judged
My phone rings and I breathe in and prepare myself for battle.
When I talk to you it feels like I’m on trial and you’re the one with the gavel.
When I talk to you it feels like I’m on trial and you’re the one with the gavel.
Published 28th Apr 2021
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- Edited 9th Apr 2022 5:45am
28th Apr 2021 3:44am
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