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Jan 17
there goes a bit of my life spent on you
and my heart
my chest is squeezed like an orange beneath my ribcage
my esophagus is crying
or that's how i feel
please dont take this from me
the little lighthouse youve built in my sea
winter
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winter  22/Non-binary
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