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Thursday, September 17, 2009
Young men are sitting in the grass,
taking in sunlight.
Cheerful dogs chase after tennis balls.
I breathe in.
- we're all connected,
threads in the cloth of this moment,
the cloth of this park -
I breathe out.
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