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Jun 2019
Keep me warm through the storm,
For it is calling to me
In my dreams, I'm aware, and I can't find the means
To be scared.
But the storm, you have seen,
Doesn't care, if I'm aware, when I'm awake
It will embrace me with nary a thought
To who I had been
When I was human.
Alexandria Hope
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Alexandria Hope  25/Gender Fluid/Doolin, Clare, Ireland
(25/Gender Fluid/Doolin, Clare, Ireland)   
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