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Oct 2020
I feel like we could
sing one of those righteous
civil rights anthems.

“We shall overcome”
goes to the pandemic point,
and we could hold hands.

Our kinship is dear, and earned,
with simple sacrifices.
Our struggle isn’t over.
we're going through something - together - but we aren't being drawn together
Anais Vionet
Written by
Anais Vionet  18/F/U.S.
   ---, Aparna, shamamama, Zoi Ardens and ---
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