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Your rib cage was a poor place To build myself a tightrope, Even poorer place to make into a home But I did it anyway, You let me stay Made a kingdom out of your face, What a place, what a place
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
Poor place
Your rib cage was a poor place To build myself a tightrope, Even poorer place to make into a home But I did it anyway, You let me stay Made a kingdom out of your face, What a place, what a place
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22/Gender Nonconforming
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 12:54 PM UTC
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