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Nov 2018
Your rib cage was a poor place
To build myself a tightrope,
Even poorer place to make into a home
But I did it anyway,
You let me stay
Made a kingdom out of your face,
What a place, what a place
Written by
J  22/Gender Nonconforming/East Coast
(22/Gender Nonconforming/East Coast)   
     jul, Autmn T and J
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