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There is a debate in society

On whether or not I exist.

Not on whether or not I should exist,

Or on whether or not I deserve rights,

But on whether or not I exist.


The sheer thought 

Of the possibility 

I might wake up tomorrow,

To learn that I don’t exist,

That I might unite with the void,

Melt into nothingness,

Have the memory of me erased from this planet,

All because the conservatives emerged victorious from this debate,

And the world must accept the harsh truth:

“Everyone is either male or female,

There is no such thing as ‘genderless’ individuals,”

Puts a smile on my face, to be honest!

Hélas, to not exist…


By Genderless Alien


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