If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead: Places

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Saturday, September 5, 2009

Places

I go places most go when they get high, don’t understand, don’t know why, get lost a lot in conversations, find myself in observations, look for rare moments I’m understood, asking often, “Would I, if I could?” Knowing the answer, I shrug and sigh. Guess there’s no reason why I’m alone mostly in... Sign in to see full entry.

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