It Is;
in the dichotomies of my soul;
I feel human;
again;
fabric faded;
blinded rays of sun;
a war by
muscled identities;
stretch and pull;
tug and tear;
mind my battlefield of
littered
shards of soul
magically requilted;
rendered with character;
a small tag which reads;
"Dry Clean Only"
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