subtextures posted: " (four haiku and a tanka couplet refrain) The flames slip across the old wood in the fire pit. I think of you. My life trails behind before I step into it. I've been here before. I am always here. Today, I lost who I am: I t"
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Sunday, October 31, 2021
[New post] The Function of Memory
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