How can you expect a body made of dust to be one thing?
How dare you crown me with the burden of your expectation?

I am a man, and I am soft. I am everything convenient for me to be.
There's fluidity in my strength. Because there is more to power than bruteness.

I am in a war of your making, but I will take your pieces off my board.
You have no rights here. I have evolved beyond your definitions. You have no say here.

My love is valid. My person is good. My life is right.
There is no shame here. Not anymore.

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