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Jan 2016
sometimes she collects her tears
and uses them as ink
so when it dries, it disappears
hiding what she thinks
with erased evidence of fears
no one even blinks
yet she is not what she appears
and deeper still she sinks
moss
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moss  23/Non-binary/Void
(23/Non-binary/Void)   
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