Illegal

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be the illegal you
the one they say you shouldn’t do
see through the rigged and rugged ruse
the crayon box ain’t got your hue
be the illegal you

you’re not a billionaire’s project
you’re not disadvantaged
you’re not small

some Scrooge McDuck
with all his “luck”
has stolen your love
and blamed your color, your gender, your partner
saying “isn’t it so sad, what happened to you”
“here’s a scrap to tide you through”

But, I am the illegal me
the dress-wearing, limp-wristed, faggot tree
that never stopped growing
and now I see
above the jungle
proudly free

I AM the illegal me
let loose by perfect poverty
the losses showed me how to see
come join me here
I’ll share my key

with you

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