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Nov 2020
dessert
the needle slips and my finger bleeds
i put it in my mouth and feel like metal

tasted like one of your apologies
basil
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basil  20/they/them/the moon
(20/they/them/the moon)   
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     Vic, Angel, el, laura, --- and 3 others
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