the girl with no country

the only thing that matters is the understanding that everyone matters.

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but i, being poor, have only my dreams; i have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly because you tread on my dreams. - w. b. yeats

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if i write for you, do you think you could read it? savor the words carefully chosen just for your eyes, your ears. for i am personal and i am illegible, in all manners and parts i am how you choose to see me.
These might be dandy
I follow these kids
Why am I going there now? Am I capable of that? Is that serious? It is not serious at all. It’s simply a fantasy to amuse myself; a plaything! Yes, maybe it is a plaything.
Dostoevsky. Crime and Punishment.
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