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Jun 2021
Many have asked
To be my muse

But those who ask
Shall never receive

But those who see
The broken in me

And still choose
This dying heart

They shall feel
Its shallow beat

They may know
The words I sew

The words I sew
Into silk, the golden kind

And they may drink

The blood from my arteries
Keith Strand
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Keith Strand  21/Non-binary/The Viridian Wilds
(21/Non-binary/The Viridian Wilds)   
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