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I call you / from the comet's cradle

Thursday, June 26, 2014


Hard to drink enough in the desert in the summertime.  This morning we fed the hungry and skipped dishes to go for a walk but ended up having a dance party instead.  It was good. 

We peace vigiled from 9 to almost 10--we left early because I was delirious.


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