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Dec 2017
his eyes spill over with yellow
and honestly i've never
wanted anything so

i found the meaning of life
in his smile/
when he says my name/
in his eyes like autumn mornings.

i was made for him.
and on good, fine, and bad days,
my love is made for me too.

i see my future in that look
he's got in his eyes.
and it's all
i ever dreamed it would be.
blue mercury
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blue mercury  20/Non-binary/these soft crying clouds
(20/Non-binary/these soft crying clouds)   
       leila, Ady, natalie, Chelsea Rae, Glass and 3 others
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