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Dec 2024
bombs
rain hopelessly from the sky
blood
forms pools around our best friends
pain
is all we can feel
so, we send them bombs back.
i have to write 5 poems about it and its history. here is the 1st :D
Nobody
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Nobody  Trans Male/Washington state :)
(Trans Male/Washington state :))   
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