This outlier waits, her need remains the same
in the silence and unreplied mail
bored eyes, restless hands
the constant grasp at words whether useful or not
she imagines she's flawed
in immense space and lack of time
no weight, no code
the blatant disregard for imposed glamour
she realizes her worth
her offering has always been the same
your pleasure or displeasure the only variable
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