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Feb 2015
I.
I want to go where
the wind doesn't bite and
the nights aren't cold.

II.
I want to go where
I don't have to fight and
maybe I'll grow old.

III.
I think you can call that
home.
Steven Muir
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Steven Muir  20/Transgender Male/Santa Clarita, California
(20/Transgender Male/Santa Clarita, California)   
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