"On my school notebooks
On my desk and the trees
On the sand on the snow
I write your name,

On all flesh that says yes
On the forehead of my friends
On every hand held out
I write your name,

On absence without desire
On naked solitude
On the stairs of death
I write your name,

On health that has returned
On danger that has left
On hope without memory
I write your name,

And by the power of the word
I renew my life
I was born to know you
And to name you,

Liberty”

Maps to the Stars (2014)

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