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my hands forgot how to write poems something was the reason

My sexual urges as an adult have been on life support now.

tell them to go and make sure they gather everything of theirs

you shall not

you shall not

last night i sat down and had a conversation

the only clock i have ever had... as a woman is the one

in this placet hey are hiding a woman under a thick black veil

i have been taught since childhood to be a lady to be gentle with words

in (un)loving memory the members of my body my eyes, who does the crying