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Mar 2016
Give an inch, we'll take a mile, steal a glimpse of a faded smile. Set a path, we'll make another, find where lies have taken cover. Minds never set in stone, we've created thoughts our own. Words lost, as time goes by, in the end they'll wonder why. Now that love's become outdated, you'll find the world that hate's created.
Bailey
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Bailey  21/Gender Nonconforming
(21/Gender Nonconforming)   
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