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Untitled
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the sky is crushing my shoulders
yet they watch and tell me to
brace my knees
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Tasha
Diagnosis
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Tasha
I don't have a personality
I have a diagnosis.
I am not 'very- '
I'm 'hyper- '
I'm not 'bad at'
I'm 'exhibiting dysfunction'.
I'm not forgetful
it's time blindness
I'm not clever
it's hyperfixation
I'm not active
it's stimming
I'm not shy
it's anxiety.
I have a cluster of conditions
balled up in my chest
instead of a heart.
I don't have a brain
I have a doctor's hand behind my eyes
navigating me through the world.
I'm empty without my suffering.
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j a connor
Conjecture
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j a connor
M   A   N
o     r    a
n     t    t
e          u
y          r
            e

Am I the master or the slave

G   O   D
o     r    e
o           s
d           t
             r
             u
             c
             t
             i
            v
            e

Is it material or divine
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Silence
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But this time,
It's comfortable
It's not defeaning
It's calm

I believe this is peace.
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Lizzie
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Lizzie
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In peaceful stillness, here I lie
And gaze upon the starlit sky.
But pretty views are hard to carry
When man enjoys them solitiary.
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