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how appropriate

it is that.

i drive the route i took.

last time i saw you. we

are older now.

how appropriate that

it is a garret, they say

needs attention.

high roadside banks turn purple, those mountains mourn, rain howls bitter. taste biting memory. hear the wind.

even. when there is no wind.

a place to work.

hen blas.

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90.

90. you have an egg. he asked a question.

answered it himself. talked of differing

lines, marks and silences.

we usually have what we need, may be

a case of looking.

you have an egg.

along the wind comes a feeling

of change.

there is an egg.

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.one week.

wet here. gave up gardening at four. slates slippy.
looking forward. slightly anxious about the bus change as ever.
food. will eat most. small portions. do not drink alcohol nor drinking chocolate ever.
forget what else you asked.
shall like to walk about your area and go to a market. being with you both will be a treat.
bus times are the same. will text if we are delayed at all.
thank you.
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.royal oak.

they talked about churches, that they were miserable places.

some of them. no heating.

planning champing ideals.

your turn to research….

sipped my coffee.

of the diocese, googled how to spell it. listened on the open

book, while here it is bound.

closed.

hidden in boxes.

i was sent to a psychiatrist, eleven years old.

what do you expect?

was told i was fine, given a bible.

what did i expect?

maybe something better.

this book is tied.

I gathered the bread and left.

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.society.

stack the logs, think the pallette wood be good

back ground.

unstack those logs tomorrow.

today we spread and join society

a while.

new plan. it is

a secret.

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{*notes. it is a pretty photo

in no way representative

of the refered wood stack .}

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.boxes.

I feel care and gentleness. Some people do not ask us of our early years in my experience, and though in the past, never so far away.
I wish I can tell it in a more orderly manner, each episode boxed in date order…..ha.
It is just facts yet I worry over false memories. Seems this week the past is become a theme. So we move forward sometimes looking back.
The tree man is here, and I have also started cutting back
in reality and metaphor.
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tidy

i use you.

blind you, hash tag

nagasaki.

you had a clean shirt

ready for after the bomb fell.

was pushed.

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martyrs

what

do you expect. making rules.

there never were any. look

about.

he

was 17.

he was 22.

he was

ad infinitum.

he was

never

born. i am

still here.

not a hero. i cannot die

young now.

i have sent for the records.

no hesitation.

no martyr.

gender referral

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