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death and burial

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Friday, April 2, 2010

Some Stuff Just Writes Itself


some pulls scab onto the page;
either way, I’m down. I was noticing where
the other day went skipping. I was seeing
how delighted a man could be.

It was just an experiment, but I’d like
to report its findings. It says here that
when all that’s written happens again, we
will step free