Indignation is no trip to solidarity.
No prized, or treasured fellowship,
while fixed on the wayward ego-
Into the wind we go, where there’s
an unending expanse to listen if willing.

-M. Taggart

I struggle with titles. If you have one for this, I’d like to hear from you.

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