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Monday, August 21, 2006
Fix
Many tiny pieces all scratched and saved.
Now again taken out and let to shine.
From damaged nights and vile mornings
Again can come the simple pleasure.
Of the here.
The now.
Insignificance is awe brining.
Breathe and See.
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