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Dec 2016
My legs are too weak to carry my heavy heart
My lungs too tired of breathing this misty air
My soul wanders like a lonely ship lost
I have left behind secrets that i fought for
Forgotten are the things that kept me alive
Drowning in this silent prayer a solemn prose
Léia Cheshire Estérel
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Léia Cheshire Estérel  24/Two-Spirit/Lalaland
(24/Two-Spirit/Lalaland)   
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