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Stronger
May 30, 2017
Smell fresh air,
Mother had died to give me freedom,
saved a life
carefully planned,
i was to sit there, ivisible
Nobody would ever know
I was growing stronger,
There were brief periods when i felt outside his control
waking from a deep sleep,
i saw in front of me
she had her face hidden,
tears trickling between her fingers
we heard the death eaters
they had turned their backs on him,
their voices awoke me
i was angry
© Anonymous
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This poem was originally a blackout poem that i got fromm Harry Potter.