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versatile
the piece of fabric was versatile as it could be made to look like the childhood blanket of the owner or it could be transformed into an outfit of the future... because everyone needs a cape every now and then to get them through the day
systems
one point flows to another. working based off the action that preceded it. but one thing out of place can disrupt everything the system has been working for. the real question is how to fix the system when the problem is so small it seems hardly detectable? how can you predicted something so small could break the mold?
institutions
lock me up hide me in these walls crush my spirit i will shine brighter from limitations
principal
i think of nothing as the principal stares at me. i want to tell her i didn't do it but i also am trying not to lie these days. its seems that there is just too much behind the scenes and not enough empathy in the room to explain my way out of this situation...
configuration
the puzzle pieces of my heart are hard to fit together. some pieces seems to be missing or lost or too small to fit with all the others. and there is one giant piece that is empty waiting to be written on...
fractures
i have never broken any bones. but i feel like there are tiny breaks all over my ribs. my heart is too big to be contained there. besides it's grown wing in hopes of setting yours free too.
keen
peachy keen. sugar queen. these were the nice things that people used to say. now the things we say to each other are often not nearly as cute or friendly.
framework
the outline of the play needs work. i feel like there is a disconnect between us. you talk cryptically where i want to say too much. this usually allows a really pretty picture to be created. but maybe you're just interested in buying a new frame.
mayor
i would like to be the mayor of your heart. lets hold elections all over your body and see how they cast their vote. i can get their attention and minds racing to the poles...
straw
this is what we used to build mazes in. it was scary and exciting and always a little dark and damp. but oh man when your feet left the solid stacks to land on the lose ones below was it exhilarating... i will forever have a fondness for that yellowy not-so-soft-but-defiantly-more-soft-landing-on-a-pitchfork mound of straw.
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