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[diskofunk303]

on this trip, i have been a bird and a butterfly. when im a bird, the cities dot the landscape of the vast expanses of america’s endless poem. when im a butterfly, the cities are wondrous and lonely and isolated, they’re fragile and scared. im always both at once, on an ever-changing continuum. this land isn’t barren: it’s diverse, it’s beautiful

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[anonymous]

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