DAY 18 ~ PARADOXICAL

PARADOXICAL

Assessing elements 
of puzzling paradoxes,
hovering inside an endless loop 
of truth versus lies,
her life is measured by coffee spoons
and layers of skin wrinkled with words.
Child of the sixties,
she's compelled to disturb the universe, 
a strong voice for social justice against 
inequality, discrimination and oppression.


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