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Oct 2013
Morning ice
Upon my soul
You've returned
But you're so cold
My world is spinning
Insides decayed
Rotten to my core
I reach for your hand
But it's not there anymore
Will we ever be the same?
Inside my mind
I hear the raven whisper
Nevermore
Steven Forrester
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Steven Forrester  32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ
(32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ)   
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