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I'm rambling again. Wandering off the point. But this is the true story of my wasted life...

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...and then I began to drift, fighting tears. I used to come here with Miriam. Miriam, my heart's desire. What was troubling her this morning? Maybe K...more

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Bad days my memory functions no better than an out-of-focus kaleidoscope, but other days me recall is painfully perfect.

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And what if Miriam and I were never to be reconciled?

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It seems to me that our lives are consumed by countless wasting years, but only a few shining moments. I missed mine. Yes is what I should have said. ...more

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Obviously the raven with the unquenchable itch was at it again, playing tricks on the world and its creatures. Once by air, he thought, and now by wat...more