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Nov 2011
Oh dearest Monday, how you lose me at 6am, join me at 7am then forget me by 9am. Never ending fractions of time and grace, but only a thing of great kindness is ever known to me and my Monday. When the end of my Monday comes it is a hopeless nothing that may repeat at the times end of my Tuesday.
Rikki Ann Johns
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