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Mar 2013
We grow distant as the days begin to fade
I can already feel you forgetting my name

Everything is covered in a thin layer of ash
My lungs
My dreams
Nothing is as it used to seem
Now lay me down to sleep
Just you and I
Choked, by the smoke
Of my mind's demise
© Amara Pendergraft 2013
August
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August  27/Trans Male/The Secret Garden
(27/Trans Male/The Secret Garden)   
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