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Mar 2014
The lake reflected lies unto his hands,
and he didn't seem to notice how visible they were.
He called me his,
but I knew I wasn't the only one.
Faith
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Faith  19/Cisgender Female/MS
(19/Cisgender Female/MS)   
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