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:~ looking for spring
Cold morning at the bus stop. Bundled man on a motorcycle rode by. I was jealous for a split second. Spring will come after the snow.
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2/4/2010

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:~ place of my own
It's nice to have a place of my own, not to share with other voices. The only disjointed conversations here will be between me, myself, and I.
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2/3/2010

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:~ somewhere to begin
We all need to start somewhere. Today I start over.
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2/3/2010

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