We lose each other. We've no right not to. In our practical mornings, our days as errands, the sex in everything. The short term of the long. Wake and walk and talk and take and wake and walk and talk and take. I've my mother's skin and grab. I've my father's hands and squint to wake and walk and talk and take and take and wake and walk and take. I've my father's tastes and hurt. I've my mother's worries and mouth. To give and give. We fall into patterns quickly. We fall in patterns too quickly. Unname everyone. Unname everybody. Unname everything. Unname everywhere.
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