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August 11, 2011

The luxury of the open window.
Cool air drawn across my shoulders.
Katydids chattering in the yard.
A sweet sugar love of a brown black
dog lying imperturbable at my feet.
I love I love I love all of this
that I have and love and will love again
tomorrow and the day after that
I will love again and again I 
will love from inside my bones
these small perfect things.

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