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Nov 2018
ive never been afraid
like this before this
constant gnawing that
hollows out the space
between my ribs my
life has never felt so
precious

i do now know what the next years will bring and that is what scares me, that lack of constancy, rug pulled from beneath my feet

how do i know
that my wings
will not be clipped?
how can i love freely
with this specter
looming over me?
1/16/17
Written by
malcolm  21/Non-binary/Bloomington, IN
(21/Non-binary/Bloomington, IN)   
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