james d. low |
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All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie
The lie of authority
Who’s buildings grope the sky
No one exists alone
Hunger allows no choice to the citizen or police
We must love one another or die,
We must love one another or die
WH Auden
this is going to sound weird, and you’re going to cringe and say “thanks” in that endearingly awkward way of yours, but.
i love how you have so many layers, james (: