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Odds and Ends

June 19, 2009

~No amount of wine or taunting could speak to the monster in me now; she sleeps, God love her . . . she sleeps.

~We are the stars, wearing Fates’ bright robes and quietly weaving our destinies together

~I listened to her story and remembered mine. Selfish.

~One more year with my name. I can only imagine what identity crises await me . . .

~Slaying awkwardness with a smile and rising to the issued challenge, my mama is my hero forever.

~Though reminded of the roads I did not take; I will only walk to be with him.

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