elitism
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The lapse is finally found...
No utterance, no sound.
What “love” there was amongst this feud...
Was sorely mistaken & totally rude.
A whisper, a laugh, a killing joke...
Magnificence was not something I questioned as I child
Certain People deserved to be heard
I stopped beinghuman;
Maybe it was the callous palms oftheir hands guiding me into homogenous citadels,expecting me to follow;butI did not follow suite. I wanted more than callouses.
