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Incessant Longing by Katelyn Playford

For more than I try to avoid the unavoidable, It keeps pushing me towards the void. The constant voice, the incessant longing, echoing inside the very center of my body. What is this? What does it mean? Who is this beast? Sometimes I allow it to take me as if it wasn’t really my decision. Erase my body, pervert my mind, strangle my senses. We are born animals and let society tame us. I was light, sweat, sex, flesh, bone, and now I am just a bunch of feelings. Photography by Katelyn Playford

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