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Nov 2018
cutthroat as my notes like liquid droplets hittin stones ive written different symphonies to slip in superstitious cloths im wearin make up on my eyes i do despise the black i see in life i take up the blade of linear speech and try to understand the things i speak its most likely demons in their screams and in my dreams im livin freedom by the sea but when i wake another bleak dark day for me to take in with my knowledge that ill bleed
sage eugene zumr
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sage eugene zumr  22/Gender Fluid/idaho
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