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This, he continued to say, this of all places is no place for us!
If only there were someone to trust — someone I know.
I think. I scribble notes.
A place of good omen, a place of beginning things.
All things to remember; some dark, some light.
Little things, foolish things that come to me without reason and fade again.
I think, I ponder, I recall a hundred things.
The birds sing, but they have no song that I can hear.
The sky was as clear as a window one morning.
All the things that grew paused in their growing.
Who doesn’t look upward when searching for a name?
Will it have the anger to feed and to grow and to demand its needs?
Will it breathe when it is meant to breathe?
No one speaks because there is nothing to say. But there are things to wonder.
Let us talk of better things!
We cannot help, but we can watch.
There is only time for patience and care.
There is no time for mystery.
Everything else goes on as it always has.
She did not move, and he did not.
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