I have had the time to reconsider myself. The consideration wasn’t lacking. Just absent. Like an empty desk in a class room full of children. I was the boy who faked a cold.

I have had the time to reconsider myself. The consideration wasn’t lacking. Just absent. Like an empty desk in a class room full of children. I was the boy who faked a cold.

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He knows the robust calls from the small bodies of cicadas, but he wants conversation -- the language of damsel flies who need something to translate their breath the way he uses the ocarina to give himself a voice, something to leap with over the walls of this place.

(Michael Ondaatje)

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