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Sep 2014
Your toes lean over
Your hands clutch the rail
Behind you the traffic continues
You look down at the sea below
You think it's right
You think you can
You remember the pain
You remember the faces
You remember what they said
You let go
You remember the one
The one you had loved
They lean over and scream your name
Then you regret
You regret letting go
You dream of what could have been
And you fall
But it's too late now
You decided
That was thing you did
Sometimes it's a choice
Beaux
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Beaux  21/Trans Male/Beyond the stars
(21/Trans Male/Beyond the stars)   
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