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i am told that i will live to see my thirtieth birthday my thirty-second, if i'm lucky. the statistics are stacked against me, and it's hard to build a future when you will die in ten years, a decade of waiting. it's hard to dream when you are a countdown.
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Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:02 PM UTC
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i am told that i will live to see my thirtieth birthday my thirty-second, if i'm lucky. the statistics are stacked against me, and it's hard to build a future when you will die in ten years, a decade of waiting. it's hard to dream when you are a countdown.
4/21/17
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21/Non-binary/Bloomington, IN
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:02 PM UTC
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