If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead: A Day on the School Grounds

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Friday, November 30, 2007

A Day on the School Grounds

Somewhere in the distance, I could hear the children laughing; but the pounding of air got stuck in my ears, so I turned to look for them. They were on a merry-go-round, some on the swings, and two boys ran to the teeter-totters. But the wind lashed out in my face and the flowing pool of memories... Sign in to see full entry.

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