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It will never be today again. And by that I mean, I love you. I mean, what a miracle, that we are here together, right now. How will we be with that joyful circumstance? It will never be today again and by that I mean, I am haunted by the “x’s” that my son draws
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My mother is driving the car down the empty highway. I am 7. We are alone, I am in the front seat which makes no sense, I don’t belong here. She is gone. I am alone, I am in the driver’s seat, there is no one left in this still life landscape, the road is
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