Poem -

Erased

Erased

I was
but 
I am not

You were
Until you
Weren't 

Forgotten
Before
Remembered 

A tweet
Silenced
Instagram  account
Unknown
Facebook
Restricted

Exiled
Into 
A Siberian 
like
Gulag 

Though
Dissident 
For
Thinking
And
Writing
Freely

I will Not 
retire
My quill

For I was
borned
into
A land of
The free 
The home
of the brave

AND

We are rebels
By nature

I don't kneel
At the Bourgeoisie's
Command

I stand..........
 

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Being Me

Definitely DO NOT retire your quill!

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