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Sep 2017
You can’t be real
you hold me until we fall asleep
I just hold still
when I wake and you don’t
You call me baby,
and I never thought I’d like that much
But I think that maybe,
that might just be enough.
blue mercury
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blue mercury  20/Non-binary/these soft crying clouds
(20/Non-binary/these soft crying clouds)   
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