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Jan 2019
You cannot love me back together
I am a fine white powder
There is no more space
In me.

There are gaps and holes where i
Used to be. And i take rejection well;
With a bucket, with a rope attached,
Water filled.

What more could you ask of me?
I am devastating. I do not fit.
I am retreating soon. Into the dark.
A place called home.
Janelise
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Janelise  30/Cisgender Female/California
(30/Cisgender Female/California)   
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     Fawn, Juneau and Goodfellow
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