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the body I live in feels like it belongs to everyone but me owned by those that perceive it how could this body be mine when I bend and contort it for those who view me? how could this body be mine when it only holds my being? how could this body possibly be me when it will rot only after I die? if this body houses my soul, how do I consider this flesh my home.
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Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 6:02 AM UTC
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the body I live in feels like it belongs to everyone but me owned by those that perceive it how could this body be mine when I bend and contort it for those who view me? how could this body be mine when it only holds my being? how could this body possibly be me when it will rot only after I die? if this body houses my soul, how do I consider this flesh my home.
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Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 6:02 AM UTC
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