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ComposeHer March 3, 2017 Loverly, Loverly, Poetry

Restless

When the big man made me
The sizin’ w’unt right
Britches be too big
But the skin be too tight

When the ship dropped me off
They dropped me on m’knees
Yellin’ down behind ‘um
“I forgot my keys.”

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