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nexus

His desire is to gather it all in - to somehow wrap his arms around these five acres that were nearly the whole of the world for the child. Something...

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I Live In An Attic

I live in an attic - everywhere orderly stacks, forgotten books and yellowed papers here, an old broken what-did-that-used-to-be there...

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on the passing of a friend*

Wednesday night, and Dianne and Doreen were at our house rehearsing for a gig at His Place. We had finished up and were standing in the kitchen talking. Bo was...

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