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merry twenty-sixthmas
merry twenty-sixthmas
(what a curious life)
"I was in the midst of becoming something new. Standing in front of the mirror, I could see the changes in my body. At night, in the stillness, I swore I could hear the sound of my flesh growing. I was about to be clothed in a new self, about to step into a place where I'd never been... Inside that darkness, I saw rain falling on the sea. Rain falling softly on a vast sea, with no one there to see it. The rain strikes the surface of the sea, yet even the fish don't know it's raining.
Until someone came and lightly rested a hand on my shoulder,
my thoughts were of the sea."
(h.m., "south of the border..")
"I was in the midst of becoming something new. Standing in front of the mirror, I could see the changes in my body. At night, in the stillness, I swore I could hear the sound of my flesh growing. I was about to be clothed in a new self, about to step into a place where I'd never been... Inside that darkness, I saw rain falling on the sea. Rain falling softly on a vast sea, with no one there to see it. The rain strikes the surface of the sea, yet even the fish don't know it's raining.
Until someone came and lightly rested a hand on my shoulder,
my thoughts were of the sea."
(h.m., "south of the border..")
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