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Dec 2014
I wonder if it’s true
That in seven years,
My skin will be brand new.
Just like I’ve never been
Touched by you.
I’m not sure how I’ll cope
With the fact that my flesh
Agrees we were never really
Meant to be.

Randi G
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Randi G  21/Gender Questioning/Oregon
(21/Gender Questioning/Oregon)   
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