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A cry from the heart , a lump in the stomach, like an attempt at connection, a call, but above all an affirmation.
Look at me, see me, as I am.
In front of you, I lay bare.
My biggest secret revealed, it only remains for me to show you, these hidden nuances.
I covered myself with red, under matter I hid myself.
Back to earth, violent authenticity which gently purifies all that has been, through this ritual of rebirth.
Coming out of its cocoon, with my hands pushing this material, sucking the red in me, to finally just be there.
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