I am too many moths in a jar with no air holes.
Life requires me to beat myself upon glass ceilings.
I will die trying.
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“Fluttering” 2023
 
            
              
            
            
          
              I am too many moths in a jar with no air holes.
Life requires me to beat myself upon glass ceilings.
I will die trying.
_
“Fluttering” 2023