When I speak of places I speak of them as people And question them at length Why they are not my home Why are they not home When I speak of people I speak of them as things I put them in their place I keep them in collection Keep them collections When I speak of things I speak of them as places Hand me, please, a city Hand me, please, an ocean Hand me, please, an ocean
Written by: NOAH GEORGESON
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