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Dec 2018
Why can’t I be normal like all the
Other kids. Must I always feel  
As though I’m on a
Time limit?
Tick
Toc
Tick
Toc
It’s a game
Against the clock. Hurry
You’re going to run out of time.
Hurry before it’s too late to say goodbye
Written by
Rayne Churchville  15/Gender Fluid
(15/Gender Fluid)   
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