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Aug 2013
The passing of faces
I don't see any people

just memories
and forshadowing

of the coming year.
There was a pre-school party today. I call it the first day of school because it was like "Oh great, now I remember why I don't like school" it's never the work. It's the people.
Zephyr
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Zephyr
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