July 27th, 2007

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There have been so many changes, in this past year.
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My dreads have grown, accumulated smells, feels, been chewed on by fatherless dogs, worn by fatherless daughters, touched by strangers, lost jobs, gained, became. They remind me. They force me. Some are starting to break, inside them, maybe there are little parts of me I have finally moved past.