Rubberband and rubberband, stretched out and worn. Holding together too wide of opinions. Asking too much of the rubberband and rubberband. Writing letters of disappointment, how could you? and how dare you? and God won’t forgive! The words repeated still ringing in my ears. Tension, tension, spreading like a virus. Powerful as corona and invisible

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It’s okay to tread on yourself. I don’t care.  I don’t mind. It’s what I thought it’d be.  It’s what I knew you’d be. The flag is raised and flows free in the wind.  It never stops moving.  You made certain that flag never belonged to me. I’m not from your city.  I’m not part

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