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2014-10-23 - 12:06 p.m.
such circumstances as these.
the summer took hold, ripened, and then ceded its ground to autumn. in the meantime, this stone grew too heavy for me to lift. man springeth forth like a flower, and is cut down. if we chase the seasons south, perhaps we can overtake some other autumn. bare trees give way to gold, and then green. i would like some more time, please. please, just a little more time.
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reading: a local paper abandoned on the amtrak up from tampa.
listening to: merritt brunies - up jumped the devil
working on: timestamping old-time radio broadcasts. is it possible to die from moldy old joke poisoning?
in the garden: winter kale and chrysanthemums, as is only right and proper.
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