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Jul 2021
i want to be loved
and ******, and touched
just to be reminded
i am not dead

i need to be held
and kissed, and craved
i want to pray and never lose faith
but the temple is my bed

i have to forget time
eternity in your arms
i'll be alright in the morning
when the blue meets the red
Vic
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Vic  17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
(17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store)   
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     basil and Juneau
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