L'aura del Campo

Like peeling onions or a tight bud flowering

When one's growth is stunted by disapproval, the skin is warped, the spirit shunted off into corners.

It's hard to bloom when one is certain of a late frost nipping at one's boldness.

Such is coming out. It's a shy process for some, for others blinding. Either way it can be freeing or fatal.

What is then held within must be dragged out into the open to sort out. It's like peeling onions. Each layer of doubt and of fear hides yet another inner layer. For some this self revelation only ends when life ends.

For some it is kept deeply-buried forever.

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