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January 13, 2013, 7:37 am
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i’m on this porch as i read back back back and it feels like home where i can see the red dump truck to my left and the open space all around me. i’ve been writing notes on this porch for the last year and a half and i’m writing now. i think of the space in vancouver, looking out back onto the mountains where my darkness and light would shine looking onto the mountains and now i look onto this space with the red dump truck and the ukranian church and and and

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