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[alarik]

I stopped writing poetry about the passage of time, the transitions from here to there. And when I started writing vinettes, small explorations of scenes that express a feeling, I lost sight of the difference between here and there, then and now. I lost sight of who I was then. For the first time I can't simply go back, sit in my room and write

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[onewordheadline]

I know just how you feel.

Incidentally, it's good to hear something from you.

-Randy