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Jan 2021
the blood running through my veins
cold as ice
as I test my luck
with a role of the dice
except
instead of money
my life
is on the line
Written by
Honeybee  18/Trans Male/Within the Milky Way
(18/Trans Male/Within the Milky Way)   
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