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Jul 10
A dot on the far
left side of the page—

that is where I started,
and a dot on the far

right side—where I am
now, and a dot for each

detour that was made,
and when all the dots

are connected the
image formed is of

a wounded man
with one leg, and a

broken crutch, limping
toward the future.
Michael Rudelich
Written by
Michael Rudelich  M/cave dweller
(M/cave dweller)   
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       Blue Sapphire, Jeremy Betts, Jay Jelly and housefly
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