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as i walked around a corner, the strident cry of a bird of prey, the strength of one who makes a statement, stunned me for a moment. I then looked but did not find. it assaulted me that: the song is not the singer the song is not the singer. the song is not the singer. the song... i wanna get better at leaving marks making notes and highlighting my favourite passages when reading a book stick a sticker in some conspicuous public space a gift thoughtful enough that it might hurt if not well received asking for your time. A memory. prune a plant to shape its growth. a hole in a wall. it'll hang a painting. offer my help when I believe it's needed. just making sure. i want to plunge into the messiness of living. elegant violence in the splash. in flicking your hair when returning for air. write a thought out. Exorcise it. Capture it. Infringe it upon your land. just to make sure I've lived. it assaults me: the light is not the star the light is not the star. a loving letter from who is…

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