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Jan 2018
I am...no, we are more than just shapes and colors.
We are flows of energy and ideas and concepts.
But I'm not special for this. Thinking this.
Joke and name to laugh at the stereotype referenced, but at the end of the day a label won't matter.
We tag and name every being like it's a logo in a shopping aisle.
But all it does is leave us isolated on a cultural isle of ignorance and arrogance.
We are not products to be advertised and consume in one bite. We have depth, but how can we find that when there's too many people around to be able to expand my chest cavity enough to really feel oxygen getting to my brain.
Only to choke on the by products of over-production and over-population.
Roslyn
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Roslyn  19/Gender Fluid
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