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6d
The boy grew up slowly.
Looking at people from the inside out.
Literally.
Alone,
Around lots of people.
But they were all grumps.
But that’s all there were.
So,
When in rome…


Now look.
What I did.
Not them.


Perspective.
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Drab
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Drab  Androgynous/The final frontier
(Androgynous/The final frontier)   
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