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Apr 2017
I get into the car
I don't say a word
Silence
Until the end of the street
"We need gas"
He says
And for the first time
I tell him about my day
If he's not gonna ask
If he isn't prying anymore
Let me tell you something
Let me tell you what I like
Cause I'm a person
And I can own this moment
Like you did
Too many times
You can't pry me open
If I'm open
The Unknown
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The Unknown  Gender Nonconforming
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