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Dec 2019
I spy..I spy;
I spy with my little eye, a heart that is broken.
I Spy, with my little eye,
all the scars buried within a smile,
I spy, a broken dream.
I..
I spy with my little eye;
an empty soul, that never learned to love itself.  
I spy a mind, crumbling with rage.
I spy a man, preparing to be alone.
J Lee
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J Lee  25/Non-binary/Augusta ME
(25/Non-binary/Augusta ME)   
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