hope is a boat that wants to float but more a rope we've tied our hands with and more prepositions than phase out of phrase in the style of condensing of sentence condensation when we face the nation and talk the town out of parking tickets with a tricky stick we'd hoped was a carrot bearing down the boulevard searching for the heart of everything all right
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While this blog's original purpose was to keep myself honest in my practice of doing daily justwrites-- 10-minute freewrites from some unusual starting points-- it has meandered to occasionally include other sorts of writing, to address other goals, and to even include other authors. Now, its main function is as a sort of verbal/ thought outcropping in public view. These are not polished pieces, and most are completely rough drafts. As some pieces may be developed through revision, your comments are most appreciated.
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