Feb 14, 2012
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Today, I do not talk to anyone. I write my paper for class and in the middle of the day, I walk in circles around the block listening to Tom Petty. Now I am watching the sun slowly creep down my living room walls. I will not confront what is absent, but what is so full of spreading light, golden and on its way out.
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