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i do not like who i am when winter calls; it chaps my lips and rubs my cheeks raw, subjects me to grey days and long nights.
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Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
winter
i do not like who i am when winter calls; it chaps my lips and rubs my cheeks raw, subjects me to grey days and long nights.
12/15/16
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21/Non-binary/Bloomington, IN
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
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