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May 17
I don't owe you androgyny.
I could become the embodiment of femininity on the surface.
But my core will never meet a binary.
I could flatten my chest, to mimic a man's.
But no binary can accurately define me.
The beauty of traversing this gender spectrum--
To play with every colour of the rainbow.

To me there is no deeper joy,
Than being something
That can be anything.
Yemaya Azania-Merchant
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Yemaya Azania-Merchant  15/Genderqueer
(15/Genderqueer)   
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