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stepping out of one's shell

by Indigo Tempesta

In the freshest perspective I could muster I tried to tell the world what I was made of
the answer came out--
the obvious
anyone could've told you
--was an unblinking stare
which meant
what?

04/10/2002

Posted on 04/10/2002
Copyright © 2025 Indigo Tempesta

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