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Mar 2016
In a world where we know not when each will expire,
We still yield ourselves from each desire.
Our burning passions from our past,
Seem to make no change,
But any day could be the last,
So no matter the time, play the game.
Bailey
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Bailey  21/Gender Nonconforming
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