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Mar 2020
7/4
His lips brush against my knuckles
His body curled around mine,
I don’t know who he is, it’s true,
But he feels like sunlight.
Rat
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Rat  24/Non-binary/Portland, Oregon
(24/Non-binary/Portland, Oregon)   
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