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May 2016
My fare lady, do you really think you can push me into this monochrome river, and I not thrash about? I cling to the wilting daisies and violets that reach out to attempt to rescue me from the possibility of drowning, but they too, snap from the lining, leaving me to float downstream, being swept away to the mighty beast.
Kit Lucas Zachary
Written by
Kit Lucas Zachary  Transgender Male/Texas
(Transgender Male/Texas)   
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