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Indigenous Vitals.

Seeking for truths never been misjudged. Till the day almost seemed to lose it all. Igniting a flame that’s slowly beginning to fade. At some point one most concur. Countless counters with shades of contours Creations come In-between compromises, shifted curves folded molds. Some short term, most long. home is where each learning process begins. Young female form begins now. Picking up where her ancestors left off. According to society an average woman doesn’t compare. Nevertheless, shedding what breathtaking features added towards climatic structure. Taking into consideration, several shapes, sizes walk around the molted grass called earth. Some known as “Hourglass”, “Triangle” etc. Chisels broken hammer, exceeding scriptures spewing the floor. Judged looks through their glossy gaze screaming Mortal’s incomparable the truth? Inspired, chains restraining thoughts. Diminished élan vital praying above highest power. Lips sealed beneath a kiss. Euphoria combusts. Memories bleed realization. Him being affective. You can never understand secluded minds thinks the way it does. Explaining Matron’s fear Out of possible rejection, miscommunication, unwanted thoughts will have set ablaze.

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