I would be falling down an embankment.
As hard as changing is
It is my rebellion.
Taking up more space with more knowledge.
The smallest piece,
Though disregarded,
May well be my most powerful tool.
I am not naive enough to attempt remaking the wheel in one lifetime,
But am mischievous enough
to put my ideals, long held,
Straight through the middle of
The tattered spokes of the laws of othering
So that they take root.
I am ready to tangle.
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I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty
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