We marvel at the flowing stream of people, like the sea rolling and washing the shore with its plain motif, exciting, yet so in place, like all things common to each other in nature. Simplicity itself, as natural as sun on breakers we hold hands before all the world to see. What dose the world say. These men hold hands, not as they should in a firm business hand shake, but as sissies would, and i bet they sleep together too! and it is distressing to try to like a person knowing that the same mouth which smiles and trucks out speech also wraps iself around who knows what, who knows where? Distracting from the plain of simplicity, unnatural, painful, distressing, god- awful, and i, the world, make this thing complex, mating betwixt the sick, the same sex. Here before the sea, before these cape codders, life is simpl birth, growth, and death. For never will I deny my
SEXUALITY!
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