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Jul 2021
I really hope this kills me
Existence is a night sky
And Freedom is a shooting star
But I’ll shoot for the moon
And meet you at Mars
Written by
thorn  18/Cisgender Female/ya motha
(18/Cisgender Female/ya motha)   
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