Me and Cleo and Breathing Baby are sitting together. Cleo is a little being behind whose eyes I catch glimpses of something I think I should be seeing. It's so frustrating, trying to be right and always failing. Why not give it up? And try to be wrong? (don't need to try, it seems).
Why not just be wrong all the time?
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