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Alex
Poems
Aug 2020
The Whistle that Beckons Me
A soft blow of the wind
It whistles, calling to me
I look down upon the flowers I carry
Without hesitation, I let them go
Watching each petal reach the ground
Each stem laying in the grass
I look up
The clouds call me again
And I follow as if I had known all along
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19/Trans Male/The Butterfly Nebula
(19/Trans Male/The Butterfly Nebula)
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