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Dreams to dust and dust to dreams

I haven’t been writing since February, I think, and as I type these few lines my finger joints creak from sparse use on the keyboard and from the stiff posture it maintains as a student’s hand, the right forever ready to curl back to caressing a non-existent pen, the left hand calloused from the fingering of steel strings. My mind is desperate, flying before I can unfurl my fledgling wings. I have to publish this today.

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