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AnarchyThe greatest mastery of self / is to do nothing. / We are doers / programmed to do, / to solve, to b
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NYCThere's a sense in which / I could be anywhere— / everywhere is the same / as here.
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ComfortComfort's embrace is / false and choking. / The masses gag in / their sleep, subdued / by its silken
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GravityHere is an exercise / to help you learn a little bit / more about where we are / and what acts on us
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RefugeHer rib cage splayed / and knees felled away / from each other, / she lay as a refuge, / an invitati
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Winter CampJar lids pop / snow sheets slide / pitch pockets snap / water kettle groans / First light exposes /
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The Things We CarryI must learn / to travel lighter.
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Far AwayI was looking into his / eyes and he into mine / yet I couldn't tell if he / was seeing me / He drew
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AccumulationInformation is weight that holds / down and holds back like a jungle / like so many vines and chutes
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TravellerSteps from Nowhere / leading to Nothing / cannot be retraced.
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