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Nov 2017
i say this to myself every week
when i feel the weight of all my trauma
when my collar bones begin to break
i say this to myself
when i feel my future fall through the palms of my hands
when life gets to be too rough on the soles of my feet
milk
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milk  23/Genderqueer
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