Within the corridors of my mind, structural apartheid and nuanced radicalism intertwine, birthing the offspring of insatiable and undeniable desires of the flesh. You cannot evade my gaze, for I have evolved into an indomitable force capable of seizing your thoughts and channeling energy from the divine.
What I penned years ago now unfolds in my life, as every writer becomes a prophet unto themselves. Yet, what I comprehend about myself is but a fraction of what remains shrouded in mystery. Striving for impeccable taste and discernment often transforms me into a caricature of narcissism and anarchy.
My social constraints render me a frustrated child yearning for nourishment, while my silence echoes loudly, prompting contemplation on the temporal and spatial dimensions of the Holy Cross.
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