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the order of identity
for this place
i discovered us
without a history
to trace our lives
we had no guts
to see past igloos
it is time
On Canadian identity.
if i could capture / every meandering twist / of your lips / when they smiled / i would fold them / neatly and / place them in a / plain…
Hide just inside / a perfect halo / / red plastic flashlight / beams back / / Captain Nemo / Frodo Aslan Artax / / Sheets shift / a…
the convalescent / / how long have i been here since your worker wolves / put a stop to you you put your municipal squares in / their…
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