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Mar 10
my thoughts settle like clouds on my head,
They come and go, they are carried by my feelings,
they are a whirling construct without form or matter,
I sink into this fulfilling daydream of clouds.
Alice-Jules-Noah
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Alice-Jules-Noah  25/Trans Female
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