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Jun 2021
He told me:

Talking with people is like...
This thing that
I both hate and love
Simultaneously
It’s as though I am a lump of clay
Attempting to understand a creature of heaven

And yet

Some days
People seem
So silly and
Insignificant
I can read them all
And I see no point in me-
A god-
Lowering myself to commune with the lost dead
Written by
jojo  Gender Fluid
(Gender Fluid)   
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     --- and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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