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the castrato that narrated my life is unemployed

i always wondered who was singing tenor

permeated through my life events

 

an overly qualified voice

a high, serene phonation

leaving soporific trails of calm

on the memories of my childhood

 

i found it odd when the voice rang through my fights

or my troubles

anger was covered by a sweet voice

others would rumble and tumble with the bass of a cannon

my ****** knuckles screamed in a feminine opera

perhaps masculinity means pretending to be worse than you truly are

 

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narrated the life of a failed man: 2003 - XXXX

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22 / M / California
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Apr 9
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