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2d
The beach spray there was downright heavenly.
Then salty tears streamed down my bright red face.
Was my face red from crying or a growing sunburn?
I asked this question as I slowly came to in a hospital.
The IV in my arm dripped clear liquid into my veins.
Iā€™m sorry that my solutions are always so very saline.
Gideon
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Gideon  21/Transmasculine
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