Mass-culine

I have found the feminine in my form. I have found the masculine in my scope. In my spirits. They’re one in the same.

Why so fragile? Are you a tower built with feathers? And not a home built with ground?

My mother, my father, my mothers, my fathers. They gave me life. They gave me confidence. In me. In you. In us.

You aren’t fragile. You’re scared. You know pain in myths and aren’t ready to be tested. Live for you. Love for you. Live you. Love you.

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