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Oct 2018
I am simple, may be common.
Blue eyes, brown hair.
Like a blue jay in the air.
Though I am common, it does not mean
That I will not stretch my talons,
Or spread my wings,
And fly far away from here.
Shea
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Shea  21/Genderqueer/|*
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