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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  inventory
of late i have been tracing
my self through my words
that i have been unearthing from time piled
into corners of my shelves.

little notes and little books
with year old sentiments and advice un-took

it is a funny funny thing to do,
to take inventory of me and you,
and the more backward i go
the more i see why it is all so

in the strangest alienation of my own.

but who would pay attention to these crummy little
dusty little balls of words piling in the corner?


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