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Change is coming everyone’s way and it may not feel right but it’s time to let some things go
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“Listen, I am climbing memory’s slippery rungs. Listen, my hands are cold. Oh, I know it is over, stilled. Still, you filled my lungs with summer [ …] my body softened by August, my heart humming, a field full of bees. Love, it is a little lonely without you. I sit on the porch swing and whistle, but stillness still stings. Love, I loved your stories. Above all other things.”— Sarah Murphy, from “Letter to the Past After Long Silence,” New England Reivew (vol. 29, no. 4, 2008)
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im not creating new stuff so here’s my journal from 2015 part 5
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