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Mar 2020
anger swells but does not surge the dam has held this long and I feel imprisoned by language I cannot pull myselfΒ Β free of
the thickets of nationality my feet squelch in the black ooze of star-spangled imperialism rockets burst in the backyard of my head the anthem worthless if I cannot take a knee for the fallen and the voiceless...
Traci Sims
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Traci Sims  F/Seattle
(F/Seattle)   
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     r, kate, --- and anna
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