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2011-02-06 - 4:57 a.m.

to know in every distortion of the light what fracture is

our conversations are like water through limestone. it's amazing, how words will find a way.

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reading: blood on the forge, by william attaway.
listening to: christmas - the hottest sun.
working on: making figures.
in the garden: everything's coming up tulips.


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