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Nov 2015
Sometimes I wander
Wonder at the darkest things
Like if I were in a room full of air I didn't need
Air I couldn't breathe
Would it fill my lungs the same?
But not help a **** thing?

Yes, it'd fill them
But only with everything you don't need
Applies to anything really
Chalsey Wilder
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Chalsey Wilder  22/Two-Spirit/Space
(22/Two-Spirit/Space)   
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