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May 2019
Oh, you who weep
Rejoice
Mourn no more
The dark has fallen
Smothering the land
And yet
We stand
Stubborn bastions to a proud race
We will not bow to the deceiving night
Instead we watch for the dawn
And while we wait
We will burn those
Who brought us here
For at least, they can be useful
As light
Rowan Wolff
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Rowan Wolff  Gender Fluid/Washington, DC
(Gender Fluid/Washington, DC)   
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