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Nice couplets Douglas. Couplets seem to require the exact amount of air we have in our lungs.
Mark, Yes, the wave has hit hard here and we are underwater. For me, the world has turned into a coughing, gasping poem. It is spewing truth like phlegm as we harbor ourselves and ride the storm out.
We are safe inside. I feel connected to myself in a way I haven't felt in so long I can't remember. There is a collective sense of vulnerability and a peeling-of-the-onion feeling I get from it all.
I love the Poe quote.
Anyway, distractions from the former normal continue to recede and what is left are only the things and people that matter to me; and I care about those people and things more deeply than I ever have before.
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