I sit here, amid various paraphernalia that are connected to both my past and future. Things given to me, things discovered, things to leave, to take, to keep secret, to cry into, to cry over, to touch, to write in, to read, to remeber, to forget forever... I've said a few goodbyes, given a few strong hugs, cried once. I've got 2 days, but it
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