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Aug 2017
She touched me where I wanted
Our whiskey breaths
Mixed turned
Innocent lips
To ember, orange
To grey, to ashes

Though, turns the touch most wanted
Won't

It just won't
Zero Nine
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Zero Nine  27/Non-binary/Portland, OR
(27/Non-binary/Portland, OR)   
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   Lora Lee, Courtney O and unnamed
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