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May 2020
1.
I’ve watched the strong grow into their power.

I’ve been graced with their beauty.

I’ve been fortunate to love them above myself.

Buried by the desire to exist within their mind.

Always repeating how I love you more than me.
Written by
dust  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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