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May 2021
we roll through green
staring at each other
my spark, my flame
something I cannot explain

her voice, melody
mingling with mine
as we talk in a mixed daze
only each other

our tongues tied
this field
what it does to us
our eyes never apart

a moon
first time we meet
this feeling really
is incomplete
I didn't mean to make some parts rhyme...
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Life  13/Gender Fluid
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