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Sep 2011
Today
is but a day
that I am looking at like
all the others
but somehow it’s different,

a small fiber of it breathes differently,

it moves in such a way
that lets me know that it is
somehow changed,
altered,
from what all
of the other
days have been.  

I am instantly in love
with this change.
Thomas R Parsons
Written by
Thomas R Parsons  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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