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Apr 2016
If I could speak maybe I would but the water in my ears is
300 degrees and
I am tired of being the peace keeper of people who don’t
Deserve me

The world would kiss my feet but
I chose you
The clouds lick my cheeks but
I chose you
I could know the sun’s brightest eye,
But I chained my throat with
Your gilded promise
Written by
MKB  Two-Spirit/Out There, Somewhere
(Two-Spirit/Out There, Somewhere)   
       Stan Gichuki, Lu Lu, sheep decline, ---, TD and 6 others
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