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Jul 2015
The shadows left the house today.

I felt them move away; like when you feel the sun across your neck in summer.

I've moved forward from those days of faded colors caught by long green weeds around the house in failing light.

And just as waves crash down upon the sandy shores of my childhood dreams, I came to the extent of the world.

And opened the door.
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