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May 2014
You think I'm weird,
with the way I do my hair.
You think I'm strange,
as you see me change.

What do you see,
that makes you so uneasy.

The wrap around my chest,
or my short hair,
could it be my plaid boxers,
or is it the fact that I'm a girl?
Nameless
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Nameless  martin, TN
(martin, TN)   
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