CW: Institutional abuse
Would you know if you had met an angel? You think you know what an angel looks like, how an angel behaves, what an angel does. You think you know what beauty is when you ask me why my front teeth are missing, my face is dirty, my eyes are crossed. Because I do not have the words to say what the others can say, you act as if I do not think, do not feel. You see that I cannot do what the others can do and so you do not grant me the right to have what the others can have. You think you can be the judge because you do not know just how little you do know. But let me tell you something, I can stand on the furthest star. And you know what, it’s pure magic.
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