The yellow brick road,life happening to me.

Going to see the Wizard,how the world wants me to be,obligations, expectations of others.

Am I the Wizard?Is my former personathe Wizard?

Dorothy is me,Branwen is Dorothy,searching for a way home.

Three traveling companions,all pieces of me.

The Cowardly Lion,needing to face my fears,will I find the courage?

The Tin Man,looking for love,feeling hollow inside.

The Scarecrow,looking for self-knowledge,will I ever know myself?

Flying monkeys everywhere,dysphoria,triggers,lead by the evil witchesthe haterstransphobes,fundamentalists,the self-righteous.

I am searching for my way home.

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