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From the compass of the self the unifying leap,gravitate gently, atoms that sleep,to where mystery reclines and solution must rise,but only for a fraction a lifetime implies.No sphere sympathetic to station or throne.All peripatetic. No flesh. No bone.Nothing to…

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On Deciding Not to Be a Bitch

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A Good Man Is Hard To Find. But What About A Good Dog?

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I recently discovered that the man I'd loved and trusted for twenty years had a secret girlfriend on the side for the past decade. We've parted ways and I'm trying to go on with my life. At about the same time, my friend Judy lost her beloved elderly dog after…

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When people drastically change everything about themselves repeatedly, don't they eventually just end up alienating everyone?