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Jun 2016
The water is flavorless  when it hits my coffee stained tongue
I crave hydration. My white lined lips  argue that it's impossible
Aaron Bee
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Aaron Bee  22/Non-binary/Shiprock, New Mexico
(22/Non-binary/Shiprock, New Mexico)   
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