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Apr 2022
The future is a place of terror to me,
Uncertain truths and dwindling returns.
The people around me fade out,
Or perhaps I'm the one lost in the background?
There isn't some international lost and found
Where old and new friends can simply shout
To allow me to return feelings I once spurned;

A future alone is all I can see.
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Katie
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Katie  25/Trans Female/Yeadon
(25/Trans Female/Yeadon)   
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     Rob Rutledge and Katie
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