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Jun 2017
don't you see that the will is
like dough, already mixed--
a dozen latticed pie strands
gathered together, waiting to
be spread or kneaded--
to work the will--
unlike things I have to chase
i should know i will never have to
find it, because it is already
here.
you know those things you figured you would never understand?

I hoping most things are like that.

phillippians 2:13
brooke
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     cd, Semihten5, Ahmad Cox and Me Díaz
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