Soviet panels stretch behind me — cold, modular, past their time.
I don’t belong to this shape.

My pose is a reaction. A disruption.
It’s not rebellion for rebellion’s sake —
it’s redesign.

The past should be deconstructed, not repeated.
What matters is how we process experience
— and reshape it into something sharper, cleaner, more alive.

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