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Title: Window

by Becca from Scotland | in writing, poetry

Clouds stream past
High and unaware
Of the black barbed wire fences below
That try to ensure them
.
Barring the window
They lock us in
A fascist face
Leeching our minds
.
"We are One"

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I was looking out of the window in school.

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