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Before I knew I had a face, before my eyes were blue I was an immigrant, a migrant in a world anew A traveler, an explorer, taking note of my escapades *What hands had I? What limbs?* There I was a creature of breath, dancing from brim to grin With my novelty sovereignty, my command of you all With a smile I conjured yours, with a scream I was pacified *What words had I? What songs?* Alas you could not hear me or my wild thoughts We could dance upon the ceiling, but you smiled dumb So I roared and screamed like a heathen! We were not the same. I would  not  be tamed. What was wearing my skin? Before I knew I had a face, before my eyes were blue. Before I was even a mild fancy of you. When I was a beast of breath without identity What was I before I was me? What was wearing my skin?
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 11:41 PM UTC
wearing my skin
Before I knew I had a face, before my eyes were blue I was an immigrant, a migrant in a world anew A traveler, an explorer, taking note of my escapades *What hands had I? What limbs?* There I was a creature of breath, dancing from brim to grin With my novelty sovereignty, my command of you all With a smile I conjured yours, with a scream I was pacified *What words had I? What songs?* Alas you could not hear me or my wild thoughts We could dance upon the ceiling, but you smiled dumb So I roared and screamed like a heathen! We were not the same. I would  not  be tamed. What was wearing my skin? Before I knew I had a face, before my eyes were blue. Before I was even a mild fancy of you. When I was a beast of breath without identity What was I before I was me? What was wearing my skin?
just a weird thought I had in the shower
helen-burns
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 11:41 PM UTC
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