Think
neutrality
The life I knew had been erased.
Think
Think
carbonated
And if I needed be firm, my grip made a scar on it.
Think
acid
It couldn’t outmatch its own duplicity, nor could I.
Think
original
I was at the beginning of my life.
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shots
I was classified as one of the beautiful and one of the subservient.
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consciousness
The burdens of being unequaled were weighing feverishly on me.
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welcome
I says what I programmed myself to says.