LGBTQ+ Poems
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Last published Mon, Jan 16, 2023
Hi, I decided that I am gonna make a series of poems that are ftm themed. I am transmasc so I thought that it would be nice to make this:)
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Wilt is letting me work on these too! And we are expanding it from just trans to all of LGBTQ+
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