Poem -
Stolen
Don't walk over me
can't you see
Why won't you let me be
Something great
​​​​​in your hands is my fate
you've stolen my ideas
My creativityÂ
In reality
If you told the truth
Maybe I'd be acknowledgedÂ
Just as good as you
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