Sep 28, 2015 11:21
Each day is its own country,
Filled with citizens clamoring to be heard,
Speaking in tongues of rage, or hope, or tears,
Today fully inhabited,
Today alive and engaged,
But tomorrow foreign and incomprehensible,
Refugees waiting to bleed over the borders of time,
To colonize the future space in my mind.
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Speaking of refugees, do you have access to see John Oliver's show Last Week Tonight? Last night was a good one about the refugees in Europe.
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Love this.
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