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A poem not about fog written in fog with an erasable pen.
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Because I was not sure if the poet had said yearn or urine, I zoomed in on her mouth as she commanded the lectern...
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"I write out of a deep need within myself for beauty. A beauty that I think can only be found through the practice, through the sacrifice over time that's required."
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["And you can tear a building down ... but you can't replace ... the MEMORIES ... "]
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"...awakening a connection ."
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with no sense of humor, who isn't goofy enough to fall in love. Oh, the terrible wings of unspoken things. Never trust a teacherwho thinks only certain people deserve to moveup into the starry heavens. I'll think of you no matter what they say about…
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