Covered, I am defined.
By time. Society. Appearance.
Where is the me underneath it all?
Uncovered, there is space.
To breathe. Feel. Be.
I have a choice –
Shame or liberation.
To cling to the comfort of the blurry veil or fling it behind me.
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