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Dec 2017
Somehow you found a way
to cut through my inferno of pain
and find the icy source of all my grief

Broken heart.
Bleeding arms.
Battered soul.

You saw these things, and didn't shy away from me.
And I still can't find the words to tell you
exactly how I feel.
Hidden Glade
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Hidden Glade  24/Non-binary/Wherever You Will Go
(24/Non-binary/Wherever You Will Go)   
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