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I feel sometimes as if I’m reading something not written for me, but for a specific person. I’m not sure why... It’s a very strong position to take, don’t give my mother my phone number (my mother happens to be dead). The resolution is filled with tension--no resolution really. The poem has been pressurized with conflict with a shift to risk-free interactions, celery, etc. I sense powerful emotions. That’s big.

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