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Oct 2012
My eyes are burning.
Everything is too bright to see.
There’s a clenching in my stomach.
No one feels it but me.

Blindness is creeping up.
Yes somehow everything is so clear.
Nothing is quiet in this head of mine.
I need you now more than ever my dear.

My hands are shaking.
I cannot keep this fear still.
My heart is ******* in knots.
I’m moved but I cannot feel (it).
August
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August  27/Trans Male/The Secret Garden
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