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5d
You are the reason I put
gin in my vinegar.
I am light years ahead,
a misfit.
You crush my very existence
into tiny white lies. 13 stripes,
50 stars in the wide eyes of
time’s bride:                              
Now is not the place
to erase history deface
Its story.
Meditate to medicate
blissfully.
To my reader: you are full of beauty, and so is this world.
Julia
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Julia  27/Gender Fluid/Texas
(27/Gender Fluid/Texas)   
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