If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead: If Not for the Children

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Saturday, August 22, 2009

If Not for the Children

Did you think I was gonna eat you? I just wanted free. Far away from the captor that took me away from me, but connected, like dots in a book, to similar eyes smiles and certain traits. I cannot leave the page I helped trace. Did you think I was gonna burn you? I just wanted out. Run as fast as I... Sign in to see full entry.

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