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reparations from a social dance scene

In my Country there's an epidemic of poor posture with no one teaching us how to hold our guts I traveled to faraway lands to learn the secret of sucking in my penis its like walking in between two closely parked cars as a young lad I stood alongside another boy cream of the crop slick hair blonde and mine black one girl left for her choosing between us side by side Sadie Hawkins went with the other fella and I heard the adults behind me wince it taught me something about my pecking order in the meat market yet it turned out the prettiest girl at the dance still had the last choice and it was me we held each other close for a time and the music played on white gloves and shuffling black leather, thick soles Is our name a destiny? Why did Caleb advise immediately take the Land? for his faith a bounty these knights and conquering heroes conquistador cops vice squads ICE raids trade war kinderlagers borders and the shame of the human smell unwashed, dirty tired I'm not that good, I haven't washed many feet even my own are dirty sometimes because my floors collect dust and dirt from the porch that wasn't swept before I came but I'm glad to be here a chess board on the floor and a fern that might make it tomorrow we hope to be better tomorrow like a new morning looking out a bright window
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