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Jan 2019
Give my heart wings and a malleable mind and to you, my sun, I will always find. A compass through the dawn, a ring for the rest, when you are gone, Ill remember the beat of your chest. Burn up slow, call it passion or desire, ashes through the air, my love for you is like playing with fire.
Autmn T
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Autmn T  20/Cisgender Female/Iowa
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