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Par 3
One morning, 4 years ago, I was walking into work with a couple of coworkers. It was the kind of morning that is just quintessentially fall. The air was crisp and just slightly damp; there were a few scattered leaves on the ground, but not many, and they hadn’t had time to dry out and…
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Kite Flying
I am a kite on a beach. Dipping, rising, twisting, diving. I spread my arms and catch the air And it drives me skyward Laughter escapes as I scare myself. Then turning I dive towards the sand Faster than I should Risking destruction The spectators scatter as I plummet Waiting for bright colors to shred…
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Brain Games
The day we met. I had no idea. How many yesterdays. We would someday have. Tomorrow is a hope. A dream that might come true. No one knows. What lies ahead. But we have today. And today is here. And so are we. Anchored in the present.
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There is no real. There is no meaning. Only us. We might be alive,Or perhaps just 1’s and 0’s.Maybe we are simply a dream. But I love you.And you love me.And that’s enough.
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Best Imitation of Myself
The other night I went to a Ben Folds concert. Ben Folds is the kind of musician that gets into your head and into the fiber of your being. That he is one of the most talented people of a generation, is not even something worth arguing. He’s done just about everything short of losing…
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