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Jan 2022
Don't preoccupy any single thought
With fears of making my heart sink;
Such effort for me would be for naught,
You're more predictable than you think.
25
Katie
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Katie  25/Trans Female/Yeadon
(25/Trans Female/Yeadon)   
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     Shaun Yee, Dolores, Safana and Katie
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