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Aug 2019
we
what are we
this flesh?
twisted and stretched
to contain all our humanity

am i not what I say i am
certainly not what I think i am
but in this midnight twisting
I am you
and you me

nothing makes sense but some things seem to
be
like the twisted flesh in the midnight

without thought
of what
are we
AD Letwixt
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AD Letwixt  21/Non-binary
(21/Non-binary)   
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