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If I could be who I want, I’ll want to be me From my DNA features to skin complexity Good as you’ll ever be, simile Style to my eloquence, poetry veteran
My door became a wall. Tall, concrete, permanent. You entered without a key, how? Was my door not locked? Must not have been, only explanation. It’s my fault isn’t it?
This is mine This is my body. Not Yours. Don’t get overwhelmed- Im not asking you to keep score. Just know that this- this is mine.
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