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Aug 2019
tell me, and i tell you
here i go again, i'll slip, just for you
let's try this again
accuse me of the upper hand
with one look you demand your distance
but I'm just like you,
you haven't been there yet is all
I'll be there when the time comes
for now, I'm okay with pretending
daily occurrences and days and people in general are a pain
winter
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winter  21/Non-binary
(21/Non-binary)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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