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Oct 2019
I didn't know if I was safe,
But you had a way with words.
They didn't even need to rhyme,
Because they were yours,
And that's what mattered.
A poem every day.
20-10-19
Vic
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Vic  17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
(17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store)   
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