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Released 2012-08-25 01:27:12 -1000
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2012-08-25 01:25:44 -1000
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Summer comes in on the wings of dragon flies. My son crouches in the muck, waiting... The first dragonfly bursts forth, wings unfurl and take a first flap. He waits for the sun to warm him to li...

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2012-07-26 03:55:30 -1000
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I had a mother with warm hands.


 


Sometimes I can still feel them in my hair.


 


I hate June 6th.

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2012-06-05 15:12:34 -1000
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Sailors have watched the skies for centuries.


Sometimes, you must study the stars to find your place on Earth.

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2012-05-25 20:23:01 -1000
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                               &n...

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No one dies from a broken heart.


 


It's the healing that kills you.

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"You never make anything I like." moaned the boy.



"I made you didn't I?" the mother replied.

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2012-05-05 15:50:13 -1000
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The only man on Venus


draws close on a pair of eights


to whisper burdens to the sun


and bemoan a bitter fate


 


His waiting washes...

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2012-05-02 22:24:34 -1000
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While others planted seeds and grew flowers, she planted stars and grew galaxies.

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2012-05-02 06:35:54 -1000
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