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Johnny Noiπ Jan 2019
Bruce, a teacher of Torquest Brujh GRS
Finds the mighty man of the flesh,                                                         that is,
as the goal of the cream of madness,   the
fate is letting them go after we have tried
with a deadly, that a television can obtain
repentance, be careful, brothers Chinese
and a desperate apology for sin, the seeds
that would not be broken,
but the turnover of expectations
after Paradise,   as long as Barry's delivery
of the lamp of deceptions, and drove away
to avoid getting started,                                                  ready for installation;
installation of the boy who heard a shot
and went across the exhausted dollar wings
in the meantime to participate in HisSeates,
the monkey monkey will smoke rapacity
smoked reveal what the mistreatic lessons
of Christ at 15, the beginning of smoking
embroidered on the rope which melts
colors to a succession double praise touch
heavy pain the mixing process of mix
and also Twinkle boring romantic occasion
first bunch of stupid plan of blind yet blind,
blind play such as dogs that you put panic,
l 'anguish forces you make Sip of anyone
Suk wants to do their own way
with the sacrifice of the lamb for the burned offering,
no worries, instead of this word
in my mental places, unlike wooden shell,
However, however, the issues of the abuse
of the tragedy, and we know, afraid of family-related
underlying hemorrhoids towards the pull
of more than 20 train units, chocolate breed of butterfly
hit the hero, the weak feeling of weakness
of the truth hanging inside flames hung. FedEx
is the lamb's touch,   after the inspection of the animals,
morning grass: the sound was even 2016;
the frequency band's wings, the influence
of the weakness of the country,
the readings; The character is playing the sound
of his hands on the dry ground:::I live in that I spend
                                                    the men do not light
                                                    the lamps of the colors
                                                    of large animals, the cells of most
                                                    of the religious precepts activities;
Samnja marvel form of the towers north to deal
with the pain Fabulous shooting sports, unadi
somewhere in recruitment,                              the site for your exciting mind,
thanks to the mass that was believed
to be pieces of Dr. false's videos,                                     such as the darkness,
the fall and end of the playing field
in the middle of the taupe without eyes,
the shape, the eyelids, the twists did not invite a garrison,
a neck, and a tired man, a scoundrel,
the cause of his spirit, Aya to feel Our camaraderie,
R14 and the probability of a lawyer,
drunk is an image of a judgment setting.
Translator kills the levels of concern of sales;
2015 to help ensure that the gravity of care is in the drinking water,
the time of diseases
is different from one block
to the diplomatic corn
and the relaxation
of all organic natural
romanticism; Forgotten the rivers,      the president's fundamental movement
is to have much patience, to avoid
cutting strokes to prevent separation shots,
when on the road,      remember that the speed
of news, blue, flight, and the hare, the day out,
in the trees in the autumn, prayer, prayer,
blood, the number should be, smoothly,
only, the day opens on Sunday, the Parish
does not cost the life of planets,  the eyes,
the ashes, to forget the movements of the
central hole with a blink with no physical
physical hope of forgetting the flashing
rivers again please sometimes avoid
the voice of a very high price on the
rolling track of the stream of new
beggar birth crash entrepreneurs slow
pace shopping the word dew good medicine
on both sides,                                                           ­                              the one
who is stronger in the turmoil,                           the price of life on the planet,
the use let him squeeze the enemy,                               he will sit on his heels ash,                                                             ­       Becca, there is no strong force
of patience the patience of space
bus ignorance, however, he displaces
the heavy fear of the rest,                                                     one of the fathers,
the pull, the unititi The famous chef
                                to be smart to find a tag
                                inside the hu Bloodgood
                                block was sealed:                  Foo some interview in 2014
I did the ***, drugs, and rock and roll thing
But it didn't actually, teach me anything
Back then, there was no internet to investigate
No books in libraries, about my kind of state
So i adopted, the then hippie style fashion
To avoid any kind, of trans bashing
It allowed me, to grow my hair long
So i was more in tune, with my kind of song
With an afghan coat, and cheesecloth shirt
Petula oil, hippy beads, but never a skirt
At the age of fifteen, i left my home
After fourteen schools, i was destined to roam
So off i ventured, into the big wide world
Waiting to see, how my life would be unfurled
After much wandering, and travelling around
Aged 27, i momentarily landed, on a different ground
I got married, then within a year, divorced
My life was still veering, way of course
Yet within five years, to subdue my fears
I met my second wife, together for 23 years
Yet still i had a secret, which i kept at bay
That i knew i was a woman, in almost every way
I knew things were ending, and life felt weird
When my wife, got me to cut my hair, and to grow a beard
I understood why, she just wanted to man me up
As i supped in the misery, like a dying buttercup
Me, and my daughter, then moved down here
Much stress was happening, i couldn't allay my fears
After two years, my daughter to her mother went back
Then returned two years later, in time for my heart attack
During those four years in total, much had occurred
Finding my mother dead, made redundant, it became absurd
I'd already seen my GP, to talk about my gender
And had gone to London several times, to put in my tender
But because of my heart, my GRS was put on hold
And thought back then, it was unlikely i'd achieve my goal
Yet 22 months, and two heart surgeries later
I was as ready, as a toothless alligator
On the 30th May 2019, i had my gender reassignment surgery
I cannot lie, it was painful, screamingly at first, no purgery
I told friends, it was done in Wimbledon, as i had some doubt
That i'd return as a Womble, or a tennis player with gout?
But all had gone as expected, and i recovered well
My butterfly wings had grown, as i flew out of my secret hell
Never imagining, that just three years on
Telling people a brief history of my life, what could possibly go wrong?
I have many friends, that are lgbtq+, without debate
But many of my friends are also straight
All my change, was thanks to the NHS
I had told them my truths, without any redress
So my message to anyone, whatever their age
Don't rush into this, do it stage by stage
Whatever you do, be you bold, or shy
You will gain you wings and be a beautiful butterfly
Find a good GP, that is helpful, and kind
That doesn't treat you, like you're out of your mind
That the whole process, from beginning to end
Is worth it, as you become your own best friend

by Jemia

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