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Oct 2016
The air pierces my skin
My breath fogs up in front of me
as I walk alongside you,
in this hidden pathway
I look at you
you are so beautiful
There is warmth in my cheeks
but it is still cold
cypress
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cypress  21/Gender Fluid/America
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