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So many Fleet Foxes songs hinge on the speaker’s realization, imagined or otherwise, that he is alone and the past is a place to which he can never repatriate, @blgtylr writes. https://t.co/AsaNMDx9ok — PolitiTweet.org

Posted Oct. 28, 2022

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“Come down to us. Come down with your song, little wren. The world is in pieces. We must not say so. In the dark hours, in the nearest branches, I hear you thrum—” A poem by @davidbakerpoet. https://t.co/gFdKPYoZ9a — PolitiTweet.org

Posted Oct. 28, 2022

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“I do wonder if this is going to be a cohort of kids whose puberty was more rapid because they were in a critical window of susceptibility during a time of great social upheaval,” a pediatric endocrinologist said, about the recent uptick in early puberty. https://t.co/qlk2Cw7Ull — PolitiTweet.org

Posted Oct. 28, 2022