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went to a wedding a straight white wedding full of straight white people who lean to the left I was an island there floating a small gay resort watching the rituals thinking of color now we can marry mine would be different full of living color no purity of white but the shocking hue that is hot pink guests in their getups would leave dull at the door there'd be open flames burning bright orange haired boys serving the drinks projections of past love lighting the walls and only 60 seconds of silence to honor the vows then back to the dancing and on with the show
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 7:02 AM UTC
went to a wedding / 8 20 2018
went to a wedding a straight white wedding full of straight white people who lean to the left I was an island there floating a small gay resort watching the rituals thinking of color now we can marry mine would be different full of living color no purity of white but the shocking hue that is hot pink guests in their getups would leave dull at the door there'd be open flames burning bright orange haired boys serving the drinks projections of past love lighting the walls and only 60 seconds of silence to honor the vows then back to the dancing and on with the show
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 7:02 AM UTC
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