It had been silent for several seconds and I knew I had to say something.
"So we're not Italian?"
It was the only question I could think of. I could tell my mom wanted more but was relieved I
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Record of the expansive mind
Now an era of submerged thought
Where sanity simply unbinds
Isolated from the community
Disconnected from the world
Chasing a sense of purpose
Through civil flaws unfurled
Stirring in the present
With no scope of a future certain
Facing hidden mirrors
Meant to mask ancestral burden
Wading through the darkness
Extending towards the light
Propelled by a deepened hope
That the day will break the night