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Jan 2016
As My eyes open
I smile to myself
Relieved that I didn’t pass away
Glad that I can work on making amends
Glad I can still touch peoples life's
I am jovial that I can tell people I love them
Sad that I have to do it but glad that  I can say sorry to people
Is it normal to have these feelings
As we wake?
The Winter Jester
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The Winter Jester  21/Gender Questioning/Des Moines, Iowa
(21/Gender Questioning/Des Moines, Iowa)   
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