To cry,
To believe,
To strive,
To feel.
There cried an older tribe
There played an older child.
You may begin to be loved.
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About Me
- c* mare
- I'm the unintended black sheep of a military family. I actually thought becoming a revolutionary, then a prostitute, then a drug-addicted mental patient was carring out my family's values. Oh, well. I have gorgeous hair I need some hormone shots. my breasts are shrinking. Transsexuality: change is everywhere -- start with yourself!
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