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Sep 2015
you,
with salt water in your lungs and fire in your palms,
stay calm.
you,
mother of great rage and captor of men’s pride,
stay humble.
you,
carrying your father’s weariness and the seven realms on your shoulders,
stay strong.
you*,
sacrifice yourself every night and cry to No God in the sky, only a star behind the clouds,
stay content.
Yv S
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Yv S  Agender/UK
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   its gonna make sense, --- and NV
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