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Dec 2015
It’s ridiculous that we,
are all caught in this common web of familiarity.
All of us are bonded in the sticky strands,
we spin as we shake hands,
unaware of the thread negligently,
puncturing both of our thumbs.
And to fear it,
or even acknowledge it,
is to Strengthen it and,
weaken all relations.
It must be named and known,
but kept in the back of the brain,
where the reptiles and the skeletons live.
Phoebe Hynes
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Phoebe Hynes
   NvrMnd, ryn and Rapunzoll
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