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Feb 2021
the way you only want me
when you need me
it's like i'm a glove
stored away in a drawer,
on hot days  
when things are good
you completely forget me.
and on cold days...
when things are hard,
you want to get me out
and use me again
to warm your soul.
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dylan  23/Androgynous
(23/Androgynous)   
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