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This street reaches
all the way to the sun
These neighborhoods
are always memories
These doors half open
are half done grins
Blind, your own fool
and so ready for life
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I had looked forward to today--on the family calendar as a college orientation day for Nu. But when we got to orientation, kids and families...
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