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Dec 2016
let's go home then, both of us,
in a stride we found in asylums,
shaking, burning for above.
let the windows ***** and doors snap shut,
never to be opened by hand again,
on the earth where passions sleep.
one day we will return there,
a world that we have never been,
our feet ache to ache after walking.
effie ebbtide
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effie ebbtide  19/Transfeminine/?
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