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Binders, hats, eyeliner
Became necessities
Contour, trainers, ties
All fit perfectly

Name change, pronouns, dysphoria
Kill me every day
Staring laughing bullying
I wish I could go away

Friends, support and happiness
The joy of simple things
The feeling of being me right now
Feels like I have wings

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