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Join one, become one
Exclusive crowd of “Thee Perfections”
Or outcast associations
(Goths, Nerds, Emos, Geeks,
Those made for suspensions)
Of the elite “Imperfections”
Said with hint of sneer
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Join one, become one
Else be the freaky, lonely peer
The forbidden “Individual”
No ties, no bonds, no label
No stereotypical residual
No unity,
No common identity
A “No” body
Set apart from the majority,
Yet alone,
So not even a minority…
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Phantom Cages
PoetryOpen your mind dear/ Break free constraints, take my hand/ Let us laugh at fear - G. Airen D. T
