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Jul 2019
the sunset burns through the glass
my tender legs warm in the soft orange glow
my forehead rests on the window
where, from here, do i go?
smiling faking talking pretending
thats all everyone seems to do
why does everyone feel so blue
when they can restart and be new?
its a challenge we have to overcome
let me follow my shadow home
you will never be alone
all skin, blood, flesh and bone.
migayle ocuaman
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migayle ocuaman  19/Bigender/philippines
(19/Bigender/philippines)   
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