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Sep 2014
LOOK at me,
Take me IN!
No, not my body.
We had no choice on that.
They just grew around us,
as we grew inside them.
We had no choice.
Our forms, our bodies
Our faces, our... are
FILTERS!
We have no choice.
They will wither around us,
as we wither within them.
forms, bodies
flesh, faces
filters.
Gigi Tiji
Written by
Gigi Tiji  USA
(USA)   
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   Ayman Zain
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