…..Androgynous creatures speak with such ambiguity, like a child trying to escape truancy, self defense mechanisms trap enquiring minds between politics, and theoretical scholarships, confuses bodies but instinct is grand, it leaves bread trails up unto humanity’s hands, only then do we realize we’ve been in a trance, coerced into an unnatural dance.
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 17th, 2024 21:13
- Category: Unclassified
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