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Mar 2019
A lot of photo's
Are taken every day.
But a few are really special.
So many memories,
Shared with my friends.
The world tears us apart.
But we stick.
The problem is,
Will you still remember me,
If these pictures are lost and gone?

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I'm writing a small poem every day, about how I feel or the world around me. This is #3
Vic
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Vic  17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
(17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store)   
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     Butterfly, misha and zainab farooq
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