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August 10, 2006

Things slide into each other, words change jackets, memory protects us or betrays us either one.
Events receive gilded edges or tintype or sepia, no matter which, time becomes undone.
I see age, feel moments instead of time’s tapestry rich and full, all complete.
Worlds revolve, children grow and age, children folding neatly, all into each other.

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