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I chatter at it and Batter at it and still it is not fixed. The ages old self-diatribe I am not enough, I am not enough I tell everyone, I’m OK, I’m fine But in my mind there’s a line And I’m on the wrong side. The impossibility of moving on Tethered to a ghost….
I recently drove down the 15 mile Easton-Denton Road, the body count was a mere two. Three if you include the still alive runner. I said “Oh dear” when I saw the deer body on the west side next to the sunflower field. And then I hung my head realizing the irony of my exclamation….
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