Erstwhile
I remember my last so vividly. Mistakes
I walked upon my past is not me. I release
and let go and I'm constantly reminded about
50 cents given for not wanting to eat food of disrespect.
Copyright © Michaela Renee Solomon | Year Posted 2022
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