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{it's time to learn other countries} amy king I don’t think people should walk around naked. We didn’t invent clothes as a laughing graffiti. Similar people have thought likewise. Alas, an atlas does not describe exactly where these minds are stable at any given point in the gravity that holds our positions to Google mapmakers. That is, that is the primary place where all things dissolve, though we try to hold hands and thoughts intertwined as so many tics of the human apparatus, we name the piano lobes anti-matter. I don’t know if you even follow the progression of this species, this race, this variety of ethnic barriers, but just keep hold to the platter that a shirt or a sock gives to the eye’s gatekeeper: you are of this sector bearing this income in your army’s holding pattern. That bank is the commercial one of commerce. That bank protects the identity pinpoint you travel on. That bank never lasts. In actionality, I ate my time, held birth, got into belonging. Loyal is worth it. Hard to hold. We all want some. |
