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A life happened

June 22, 2008

A life happened there, with friends and people I loved and dirt so dark and thick it coated my fingers. The leaving happened there, too, quick and sharp as a slice through a radish. I have gone and forgotten what it felt like, as if those feelings slid underneath the water, slipped beneath the muddy brown and washed away, down some tributary that once seemed so familiar.

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