“They treat me like a wild anima / Is that even legal?”
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“I usually smell like back yard dirt, often I taste like tire rubber, / If I’m dribbled I sound like door knocks and I feel like a / smooth rubber with a plethora of tiny bumps.”
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Video. By Adokorac “Tutu” Oryem, Telling Room Author
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“The reason I have hot droplets running down my cheek from my eyes is the same for why I wanted it to happen.”
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“The long blades of grass sway / As the wind roams. / Vibrant flowers begin to bloom / As the sun shows its face again.”
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“There’s something about my brother that scares me. / He’s black and a man.”
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