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It would seem superficial,
To those looking from the outside.
A statement, a fixation, a mistake;
Maybe all or none.
A rebellion against standards ,
Against what defines my weakness.
Pride and vanity, love and desire;
Emasculate the feminine .
Deny the flesh and ego.
Lament with regret;
That I was ever ruled by weakness.
I embrace the rawness of emotion.
I face myself and cut away my hiding place.
I lose and find myself.
Oh, I am here.