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Jul 2022
Life without the stains turn one pristine
yet I’d rather the comfort of dirt
than the blankness of clean
***** and stained it may be,
it has given me great memories.
Memories that may soon turn to ashes
as I burn the bridges and every
opportunity to your memory
Andrea
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Andrea  22/Genderqueer
(22/Genderqueer)   
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   Hakikur Rahman
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