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I call you / from the comet's cradle

Tuesday, October 13, 2015


One houseguest left--Ming drove him to the airport.  Then another houseguest arrived.  She said "afternoon" and arrived at the very beginning of the afternoon, noon.  I heard something and opened the front door, and there she was, in all her radiance.

So we ate sandwiches and fruit.  We talked for a long time.  I like friendship.

And I love Ming, who makes everything possible.


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