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Sep 2019
You are my dearest posession,
The one I keep in a locket around my neck.
But you see, the thing is-
No matter how beautiful the locket is,
I'm still allergic to silver.
Facts. I'm still going to wear it though, **** my skin.
Vic
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Vic  17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
(17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store)   
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     ---, Tabitha Lee, Kay-Rosa and Whit Howland
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