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Nov 2019
We are all just glimmers that lurk in the shadows,
Crawling towards the cries of the Ringmasters.
The Ringmasters direct the course of the show,
We just mere performers have no hope of ever being able
to inflict change in the act.
We are here to perform our most outrageous talents,
and impress the crowds,
But, what does it matter if we do not know how to impress our inner freak?
Sometimes we must travel down the rabbit hole to find out who we really are.
Mary G
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Mary G  24/F/Boston
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