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Feb 2019
There was a time,
when everyone was innocent
No one had a crime,
or a sin
There was a place,
where everyone was ideal
No one had flaws,
or personality
That’s gone now,
Thank god for that
I would have never met her,
If it wasn’t for that.
Bones
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Bones  Gender Nonconforming
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