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Oct 2016
Empty is the formless being
All that's needed is to be
Free, a bodiless container
I can not be contained!

Empty are my feelings for you
I have burned with passion
And it hurts
Love always hurts

Empty are my drawers
Of nick nacks
Single socks
When does the cycle end

Empty is my mind
Unlearning lines and phrases
Full with reason and logic
Remind me to forget to remember
That I knew it all along.

Empty is my heart
So it can be filled with love.
Love that knows no boundaries.
Overflowing in the sea of you.
soft sun
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soft sun  27/Genderqueer/Florida
(27/Genderqueer/Florida)   
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