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the protest project

22.1.04

In my madman's fantasies we are in love. Our undying obsession for each other far reaches any meaningful boundaries set forth by human conditioning. Our love was never kosher, always unorthodox. We are attracted for unknown reasons - physically our forms disgust each other, but still we found ourselves entwined, engrossed, consumed by oddly passionate lust for each other. My fantasies are my realities, because in my world there was never truth - there was just you.

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