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60 Birth Order 1 You’re it. It is (you are) an error with an arsenal of disguises, with a system of incorporation built in, with enmity, with direction. 2 What have you got to lose? This gray tile roof, gray sky scored by power lines. This framed measure of distance as intimacy. Shadows of fingers (mine) move across the white page. 61 Anyone could write this. That word — “this” — firstborn, unnecessary ...

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