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Jan 2019
Learning electricity seems like magic to someone like me.
Like learning how to be okay, and to function happily.

I make rivets in my stone steps, and they're all made for steel.
I block love out like shrapnel, I would rather die than have to feel.
T R S
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T R S  29/M
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     Perry and Erin Johnson
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