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Sep 2020
I lent a book to a boy:
who I had mistaken for a man,
who I let touch me with his hands,
who I had convinced that I cared.
But in the swiftest motion
was left in bed alone with a book
I never intended on seeing again.
thomezzz
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thomezzz  28/F/Wisconsin
(28/F/Wisconsin)   
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