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a book reopened. a chapter not resumed but rewritten. a late summer evening disguised as may 16. a few more babies, a few less colonizers, . a slate wiped clean. felt like home. or rather, it felt like a home i used to live in that other people have since moved into, and i was just visiting. i can't help it - i will always be drawn by the magnetic
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