like a bee
who has no use for a flower
when they have already
sucked all the life from its sight
and is withering at the sight of their own petals
to compare to the freedom of wings
i have always wanted what was out of reach.
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Story by Olympia
numbers do define me.
those who can't find themselves
in their own skin,
i hear you,
i see you,
i am you,
you are not alone.
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