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I am the highway tunnels drilled in your gums from when your baby teeth plucked themselves out. I am the **** rotting on the bed, whose gelatin you flayed off with your rusted spoon. I am the accused with his bounty price plastered across the billboard sign. I am the dying fetus jutting her head outside the womb. I am these tributaries — these waves that thirst — which, at first glance, don’t connect. In time, they will prove that humanity has claimed territory in them. I am the mouth, drooling forth my mountain water. This larger lake! I shall never see beyond it. I am not the fifth dimension, where the sky hangs its hook. So what? I have its might. I am the colonizer in its territory, and I claim it.
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Apr 18, 2021
Apr 18, 2021 at 5:18 PM UTC
yamashiro
5D
I am the highway tunnels drilled in your gums from when your baby teeth plucked themselves out. I am the **** rotting on the bed, whose gelatin you flayed off with your rusted spoon. I am the accused with his bounty price plastered across the billboard sign. I am the dying fetus jutting her head outside the womb. I am these tributaries — these waves that thirst — which, at first glance, don’t connect. In time, they will prove that humanity has claimed territory in them. I am the mouth, drooling forth my mountain water. This larger lake! I shall never see beyond it. I am not the fifth dimension, where the sky hangs its hook. So what? I have its might. I am the colonizer in its territory, and I claim it.
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We, the humans. Born like pieces of plain paper. To live is to paint. Every single step adds different colors.      The Black. Rich like the soil on the earth. The beauty of colourful cultures.    The White. Clean like the snow in the winter. The beauty of pure winter wonderland.    The Latinos. Sweet like the chocolate in your mouth. The beauty of black and white.    The Asians. Deep like the book in your hands. The beauty of ancient wisdom.    The Natives. Pure like the earth under your feet. The beauty of nature as it is.    If white is added to cover all colors, Everything will be white washed. If there is only white in this world, There will be no other colors on the earth.      We, the humans. We are one species on the earth. We all bleed. Red inside.
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 11:43 AM UTC
PangPanda
Red Inside
We, the humans. Born like pieces of plain paper. To live is to paint. Every single step adds different colors.      The Black. Rich like the soil on the earth. The beauty of colourful cultures.    The White. Clean like the snow in the winter. The beauty of pure winter wonderland.    The Latinos. Sweet like the chocolate in your mouth. The beauty of black and white.    The Asians. Deep like the book in your hands. The beauty of ancient wisdom.    The Natives. Pure like the earth under your feet. The beauty of nature as it is.    If white is added to cover all colors, Everything will be white washed. If there is only white in this world, There will be no other colors on the earth.      We, the humans. We are one species on the earth. We all bleed. Red inside.
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