2/26/09 I don't have to try hard to act as though my times were desparate worry worry at myself like a bird with only one theme this night has only one drop to let fall into the others and we fall with it the pool has widened and deepened below we are ready to crawl out but you can't crawl while still falling I say and again lazy lips repeat the sorry worry the thing I need to remember to say instead is
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