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Sep 15
You're the pink in my cheeks
the red in my veins, the
softer side of me. I'm still
that messed up kid from way
back when, but you've never
been one to bring umbrellas
on rainy days, you simply
dance.
I miss the person I wrote this about. Written in 2024.
Courtney Hawkins
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Courtney Hawkins  30/Agender/USA
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