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Jul 2021
When your pockmarked and blue, no one wants you
When you're frigid and airless, no one could care less
When home's a million miles away, you don't expect anyone to stay
But when your closest friend's the sun,
why would you need anyone?
Zoe Mae
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Zoe Mae  40/F/Massachusetts
(40/F/Massachusetts)   
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