七日書|四月十一日:Chain

MaryVentura
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IPFS
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and you are unchained

take the "a", the very first letter in the alphabet and throw it in the end

China chains

chains chain China

I wear a China chain on my neck

glittering for the crows as if their crowns

it gets heavy

China chained

ME, my neck, my breath, my spirit, my roles, my masks, myself, my body, my mind, my brain, my birth, my giving birth, my love, my China

the chained China

YOUR beauty half destroyed - define half!

your history, your language, your text, your characters, your brutality, your mask, your tolerance, your hospitality, your stubbornness, your sons and daughters

I began to unchain myself as I

learn to unlearn:

how China was chained

how China chains

how chains chained China

how to untie a chain

see? a chain can't be untied

a chain breaks

by outside forces or from within

when would I be the self that I can proudly call:

unchained

when it contained China every time writing it?

I will be forever chained if I think this way

Let them be! Let them share the same letters

reorder, reconsider, revisit, recover, reveal, reset, restart,

and you are unchained


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