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Jan 2018
I fly on borrowed wings
I stole from an angel
But now you call me yours
your guardian angel


I'm not sure what to think about that
because I thought you were mine
my beautiful angel
someone who cares

so which is true then love?
Are you my guardian
or am I yours?

I guess we'll see who gets hurt this time
won't we?
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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