Prism & Pen
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Prism & Pen

Poetry

When I Was Pure — A Poem of Queering

I was good, and I was pure until the crystal cracked.

My world was bright,
Outside was dark,
I knew the truth with certainty,
And all was absolute.

We were right and they were wrong,
And we were good.

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