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Yesterday I Cried. I Did.
Saturday, January 14
for all the things I had given, only to have them stolen;for all the things I had asked for that had yet to show up;for all the things I had accomplished, only to give them away to people in circumstances,which left me feeling empty, and battered and plain old used.I cried because there really does come a time when the only thing left for me to do is cry.
Then the tears washed away obscure ideas,...