the voyage is long,
and marred with both
chaotic beauty
and decorated ugliness
but such is our desire
for belonging, that
we’ll go where we’re told
and carry what we’re handed
just to know
that the others
deem us acceptable:
in opinion,
or appearance,
or whatever other
random criteria
some group of humans
might choose
Oh dear..I’ve been there…and sometimes..I know..I’m still there.
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