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cecilia runs

i was at that house tonight. where it had always been heavy. feeling the mental molding of myself into their paradigms. but the chains had been put away and i could see transparent green and grey sky and gentle smile -

bitter. sweet.

they called my dog hers and the already weak maternal bond shriveled in hot rejection.

he followed her inside.

they never drew nearer because my other foot is always 1,000 miles away.

like some terminal disease.

I RUN ALWAYS -

11:11 a.m. - 2005-05-16
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