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thought control

By AnniePublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Photo by Allef Vinicius on Unsplash

Every now and then you haunt me.

The comfort of darkness shattered

by bright, blinding light.

Vision, once obscured, returns

revealing indelible ink-stained pores.

A once blank canvas, scored.

An identity I didn't choose

expressed in a language I didn't speak

until false consciousness collapses

And bare skin is reborn.

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Annie

Single mom, urban planner, dancer... dreamer... explorer. Sharing my experiences, imagination, and recipes.

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  • Gina C.about a year ago

    This pulled me in right from the beginning. Powerful and captivating, this is so full of emotion and beautifully expressed. Wonderful work!!

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