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Genderqueer Butch
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Owned by a few cats, Loved by one woman, and Looked up to by one child.
Join Date: Sep 2013
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05/03/2005
Ancient passions crumble like dust to the wind
What would have been my life, my soul, my one love
has been deprived of me.
The beauty of euphonia lies forever just beyond my reach
as I sit locked within a stony prison of silence.
In sleep I dream of the whisper of your sighs.
When I awake, there remains an emptiness, an ache to hear once again the faint strains of your voice.
And yet it is all rhetorical, a moot point.
For I have never heard a single sound nor will I ever.
I sit in the eternal quiet of deafness.
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Know that The Universe made you in perfection.
And know that there are people out there who recognize this.
-Me
"Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth its spark." ~ Henri Frederic Amiel
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