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2008-07-18 - 12:22 p.m.
this black butterfly
i made myself a cup of tea and took it out to the back deck. leaning against the railing and watching a mourning cloak butterfly drink sap from the oaks, i realized i was striking a pose even though no one was there to see me. it's odd, how much of my life has become performance.
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