From the clay atop yesterday's grave, moist and yet to yellow, Robin's glean a morning meal with all the joys of spring.
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If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?
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Here is the desk drawer in which all of my odds and ends are kept, tidbits that would otherwise never see the light of day.
Life: Now and Then
If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?
SC
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Here is the desk drawer in which all of my odds and ends are kept, tidbits that would otherwise never see the light of day.
I passed a cemetery today and was noticing the the colors on the tombstones. Made me want to stop and walk in silence.
ReplyDeleteshort enough to almost betray the eternal loop.
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erin
erin... everything moves right along, doesn't it.
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