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Mar 2019
my bones were formed from salt and stone
to make me strong and balanced

my fingers shaped from doves' feathers
to give me the lightest touch

my hair was spun from cirrus clouds
to always keep me dreaming

my lips were molded from rose petals
to speak your name so sweetly

my heart was forged of gold and silver
to keep me pure and worthy

there's beauty in what I'm made of
i was created for a purpose. i will not destroy myself
Written by
Jupiter  17/Agender
(17/Agender)   
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