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The halo shines iridescent Above my head Once gleaming purple Once pink Then silver Through the translucent green I can see How it incarcerates me My skin of porcelain is wrapped in silk pastel pink, ironed it mustn’t have a crease I twirl gently, Gracefully, Round the pole Past the Cumulus Neon Lights reflecting Off my manicured nails They scream privilege.
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Jun 2, 2021
Jun 2, 2021 at 11:21 PM UTC
Day 5. The View from Up Here
The halo shines iridescent Above my head Once gleaming purple Once pink Then silver Through the translucent green I can see How it incarcerates me My skin of porcelain is wrapped in silk pastel pink, ironed it mustn’t have a crease I twirl gently, Gracefully, Round the pole Past the Cumulus Neon Lights reflecting Off my manicured nails They scream privilege.
#escapril2020#privilege
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ashimashukla
20/F/Hong Kong
Jun 2, 2021
Jun 2, 2021 at 11:21 PM UTC
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