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Feb 2019
Electro chemical, buried treasure
Liberty March, island pleasure

Hyper warping, together better
History's torch, lit forever

Why won't they talk to me?

Space dust Mitochondrial dna, we are
Enraged happiness's ascension day,
For us

Space jump but I never sequestered
Unrequited love, my ethos
Requested

Your juice, your guts, all what you see and saw
But they still won't talk with me?
To let us to talk with us,
Why?
Written by
Ryan Hall  24/Two-Spirit/Durham
(24/Two-Spirit/Durham)   
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