She had seen it all
every broken rule every ethical fissure
The lines across her chest forming a layered rainbow
Symmetry in her voice, symmetry in her age
For she knew the world, she knew the impact of the years
Despite the distance she hadn't forgotten youth
Youth also remembered her and would still call
the two of them giving into primal instincts
one eliminating another for a split second of spirit shine
The most outgoing of girls, testing this world of fixed places
modes and standards, prejudices and etiquette
Her art empowered yet disgusted her peers
Teacher's wore neutral expressions but they too felt it
A part of her needed to get out and interact
break borders and limits of rules and appearances
Carry the ill repute and degrading ridicule
worshipping the chaos of spontaneiety
She was adventure armed with a sharp machete
severing obligations
severing conformity overfed on misunderstood tradition
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