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RL  2012-12-11 10:16:00

Thank you, Jeff.



Helk  2012-12-11 08:26:00

I visited my childhood home. It felt weird; it was a memory that I felt unsure was real. But I have had distinct lives. Separate, final.

I know your feeling, I think. My home was erased when the people who made it more than a structure died. So the house lives on, but no light moves there.

Nauseating feeling. That recollection, more than any other, reminds me of my mortality.



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