something like an echo but when we go quiet there is nothing that follows that swallows the gulp that took down the underground hope choked on its own diet of try it and see with the disregard of hardened disappointment too long gone to sing along with any of the right words heard in some maybe once dream
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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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