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beyond this place

8:17 PM / BY agnes obel
barbed wire coils itself precariously around the edges of the prison it can be difficult to tell  what they are trying to keep in, and what they are trying to keep out chain-linked fences standing upright as soldiers do. only what they are told, only what they have convinced themselves they are built for. but is anything built for what it ultimately becomes...

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tell them im only seventeen

6:27 PM / BY agnes obel
if the grow up committee asks, tell them i still remember my first day of kindergarten  and i hate spending money,  because i'm afraid of letting things go.  tell them i still use coloring books and that i play with my food when i'm full. tell them i haven't forgotten my favorite lullaby,  but i can't remember the quadratic formula tell them i'm old enough to...

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