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May 2020
Hit home like a comet
Astronaut
Of missing pieces
Rest of me is.
Shadow. Like a battle
Slaying demons
Grave so deep
I brace my dreams
For destruction
Means of seering heat. Than apocalyptic freezing
*** aj keeps the keys.
On lock down
Stop screaming.
Its not the season to be hot and cold
Just stop dreaming
Watch the reason
Seems I'm challenged
Or something
Being subject.  
Damage lit with liquid
Cancer
Eternal battle
Tried and blackened
With stains of greatness
On my saddled.
Stallion.
I'm not average I'm savage
Hope I have it
Inside to beat this challenge
And make balance
From disease. Disorder
My morality damage
Jordan Gablehouse
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Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
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