The sun is wearing out your eyes. They look across the land, But they can’t tell sea from sand. Now who will hold your hand?  And who will rub your back? Your chains run deep.
- Haley Bonar, “Us”

The sun is wearing out your eyes.
They look across the land,
But they can’t tell sea from sand.
Now who will hold your hand?
And who will rub your back?
Your chains run deep.

- Haley Bonar, “Us”

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