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"the real"

  • Writer: and the moon speaks again
    and the moon speaks again
  • Jun 12, 2021
  • 1 min read

It is almost never

worse than I imagine-


what I see projected through the visions

that dance on my wall


yet I know that I can never reveal

the real,


I wish and desire to be raw

but instead I am faced with envy

for those who can fight for their rights


without fear,

without that biting sense

of never belonging.


 
 
 

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