The Prayer; The Foil; (2014)

i, America, do not exist,
for if i die before I wake,
i pray for you, my soul to take.

        i am not the voice of my generation,
            or my country
                or my race
                    or my class.

i am a blade of grass stretched tight and blown,
    shaking in the brea(d)th of you.

i, America, do not exist.

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