Meeting going over by 30, so 90 mins total. Too hot outside to run. SHIT. Should have hit the pavement early. But… no excuses. Own the reality. 12:08 Lunch done. Landscapers doing their landscaper things with loud blades and engines, propellers and what be so no power nap. Yes I was thinking of taking one…
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LazarusMyLife
Rebellion but quiet Nothing hold me in Any one place or any Back, more life, more voice And then another turn of page Dressed mind, stressed sign But stop Dead it Muted in hand and scene Rising from torn pages In tribe of scorned sages Sit up strait in box Open eye, one two Not…
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