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Oct 2015
So, this is the moment you become the most light and empty?
Why do you have to be so homely?
Baby, you don't see how your heart has value
Someone wants it,
Someone needs it
Don't let your heart be your prison or your poison

Yours truly, *not me...
Not me...
Chalsey Wilder
Written by
Chalsey Wilder  22/Two-Spirit/Space
(22/Two-Spirit/Space)   
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