Sep 2018
oh, that lonely, lucid loungefly,
where is it her line does lie?
wastes away, does or dies,
spends her time awry.
where is it her line does lie?
wastes away, does or dies,
spends her time awry.
my lazy, angry soul
(25/Genderqueer/Seventh Circle)
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