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May 2021
my life as Life
cries to the left
the echoing halls
kind, fun, parents
yet strict
exercise every morning
sister, brother
confusing identities
can't stay up
friends I forget
all day computer
write my stuff
read, dance, sing
calling for attention, my weirdness
my life as Life
Yeah,  not really a poem...
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Life  13/Gender Fluid
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