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Nov 2020
Around me, I see the world
Undulate and fabricate
This warped sense of time and space
I see the world in a pantomime
It's simply this internal rhyme
I'm dying, but it's a victimless crime
Moth
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Moth  16/Non-binary
(16/Non-binary)   
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   Sushant and Martin Bond
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