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home, attending Episcopal and Trinitarian services in various cities, even going all the way back to my childhood Catholic faith. But I couldn't rejoin. The church I knew pre-Vatican II was gone, replaced by something strange – more liberal one day, and crushingly more conservative the next. It wasn't home any more. I never quite made it with any congregation. My experience -- which may reflect my inner vanity – is that faith communities are great for the community but murder on the faith. So I drifted away, also known as backsliding. And while in my heart I still see myself as a proto-Christian, with Jesus as the meta-poet who wrapped his arms around the world, I do not light a candle there very often. I tend to pray only when my car is stolen, or my dog gets into a fight with a Rottweiler. In little ways, one day at a time, I have taken Jesus down off the cross and re-installed myself there. But now I'm thinking, I have this young man who needs a reorientation as dramatic as the one I experienced in that old green Chevy '71 Nova running the gravel highway through Graham Township. He needs to put someone up on the cross instead of himself. He needs to learn humility as a survival skill. He needs to lighten up. I still like The Speech, but I see now that the words are only magical for me, because I was there when I first understood them. To the young man, they are as presumptuous as a poem. Instead of making The Speech, talking the talk, and slathering those grand nostrums on top of him, I need to walk the walk and get back to my own proper orientation. And it hits me how hollow and pointless my anxieties have been in recent years, for both the young man and other people in my care. Did I think I could save them with a timely utterance? Lightning strikes them when we are ready to be struck, and it 168
doesn't let up until we are jolted to a new life. No word from me can hasten the moment. But how I ache for the anxious young man. 169
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to Jon, in whom I am well pleased 3
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Table of Contents A Melting Pot....
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George.............................
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The Blue Bicycle...................
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My father told my mother that her m
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Guatemaltecan Prayers Midnight in t
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uilt the fabled cities of Tikal, Ua
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In the 1960s the government finally
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The Indian people living in the jun
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It is dark, the jungle has quieted
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farmers, scouring the fisherman's r
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Burke, a "townie" in Wooster, Ohio
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Let me jump forward to a great misu
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made it right. It was a snap to cha
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miles. An invigorating thing to do
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physically irritating, intellectual
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in the right way for the 20 year ol
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ones. I was very depressed when the
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for us. I would spend the day playi
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y February we were in love, with on
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The Late Great Franklin Ace The oth
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doesn't want 'em. I don’t think e
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eeze instead of theirs, then lying
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city of Worthington. Like our city,
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But it was not a matter of amusemen
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however, as the bus groaned uphill,
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dark when we pulled into Rio Dulce,
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It didn't need a name. It was The T
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All winter you doubted. You survive
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RATTLESNAKES ARE COMMON IN THIS ARE
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the umpire calls a strike. "Most yo
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The kids mumbled as they got their
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departure from this formula is a ma
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Rachel and I were more conventional
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All of these perceptions are misogy
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- an ancient technique to help man
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virtually nonstop through the durat
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conspiratorially that I had no proo
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Rachel gained weight. I did too. Wi
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Watching the monitor on the ultraso
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I told her how betrayed we felt, an
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eceiver down, and grumbling remaneu
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and carrot soup. I was never so pro
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Piece of Thanksgiving Pie This is f
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umper and lift you up and get you g
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not for himself but for a sweet fri
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A Mending Tree I did not get to see
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In a normal picture of this system,
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I started all this with book I want
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Canine Wisdom "Hey dad," my daughte
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And now look at you, with your brok
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eaks their spirit, and the universe
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that, somehow, God had a special fe
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eal thing, obsessions and compulsio
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"But you're doing real good, Sid. Y
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Together at Last The other day I co
Page 117 and 118: I never found my sister. But it com
Page 119 and 120: The difference between the unelectr
Page 121 and 122: The Pears of Cupertino In the summe
Page 123 and 124: insufferable. Artie and Liz correct
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Page 127 and 128: It was the look I saw in Beauregard
Page 129 and 130: portrait of the comic ads. The exer
Page 131 and 132: Bing Cherries No sooner do I push m
Page 133 and 134: We can come back later when you're
Page 135 and 136: Star Trek. One blast from the Genes
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Page 139 and 140: But even there, among devoted Mario
Page 141 and 142: Paula Kelly Rachel and I drank wine
Page 143 and 144: had a talk with her while she poope
Page 145 and 146: the stroke, I was still having a di
Page 147 and 148: old friend, I drove home in silence
Page 149 and 150: In my gravy days I was able to hear
Page 151 and 152: Reading about the early surgeons ha
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Page 155 and 156: was thinking. I would be blessed, i
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Page 159 and 160: farmers get used to their wives.' '
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Page 165 and 166: ed wine, and the breast of the risi
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Page 173 and 174: I am dejected. If she thinks I am a
Page 175 and 176: Correspondence with an Autoresponde
Page 177 and 178: decency. And when I lay my heart ou
Page 179 and 180: Black and proud There must be somet
Page 181 and 182: to her. If that doesn't make us Afr
Page 183 and 184: [Pause to explain to readers The Po
Page 185 and 186: So we're limping back to the car, h
Page 187 and 188: I mean, I really do love the fall.
Page 189 and 190: eye, sized me up and said, "You kno
Page 191 and 192: sides. So one evening I bundle my s
Page 193 and 194: Go Deep A while back Michael Kinsle
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Page 197 and 198: They opened a single folio sheet, t
Page 199 and 200: with questions about my family and
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Page 203 and 204: ordinary men. Which brings us to ou
Page 205 and 206: sobering thought, implying severanc
Page 207 and 208: man in Hardin's song. I yearned for
Page 209 and 210: was smart and serious about paintin
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Page 213 and 214: "What happened?" I asked. "The plan
Page 215 and 216: "I was always your friend," I said
Page 217 and 218: Inside the Canine Head Every dog ow
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to me. I pretended I was waiting fo
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I Met Charles Manson (I Think) One
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ailroad arrived every day with thre
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Dave had a spy-glass, and he identi
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was this enormous, blonde-haired ma
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ocks forever ... The rocks are our
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We are not happy wanderers toting b
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• Of the self-centeredness. • O
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Empty Places Remembering Paul Gruch
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Another photographer, Mark Luinenbu
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He could be highbrow. He quoted Cha
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Paul didn’t wow everybody. He pla
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coming years. He was the closest th
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Quitting Northfield in 1996, Paul a
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exceptional writer. It also contrib
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me and said, ‘Steve, we should ne
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writings indicate that not all was
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no slam-dunks on the list. Paul’s
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Berryman died at 57, Gruchow at 56,
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against the prow. The boy is smilin
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trembling, grieve at the permanence
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he seems sharp enough in other ways
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pleasant and surprising successes)
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The facial expression: extreme pite
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of our footsteps in the dark, and t
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egan pulling out stomach, intestine
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Rosie's Place The cafe was a mainst
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saying was: Love me the way I am, t
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I remember walking home from high s
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But to really make it happen I need
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through your mind for a few days. L
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whenever I say something public. I
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that, and the other thing. Hallelui
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'The Skin Over a Young Girl's Wrist
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That if I stepped out of my body I
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I didn't, praise god. Even I was ca
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The Pickwick The Pickwick Bookshop
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The manager of the store was a mutt
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Tusk Town In high school Jeremy Mul
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The mock riot was a bonding baptism
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The Second Section were ordinary fe
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Jeremy, one of the group leaped to
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'The Unnatural' It was the damnedes
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He was once attacked in the outfiel
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Gee Whiz Beau and I are visiting th
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might learn for the future. And I d
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and it was a great way to meet new
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fellow radicals carrying placards (
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The Last Turkey It happens that tod
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much detail about, as it is an area
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Driving to Amherst It's 4:14 AM the
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everyone looking at you? Not a day
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She could no imagine no greater dis
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Two Onetime Poets Two onetime poets
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Let’s Play: Celebrity Brain Tumor
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My meningioma is the least horrible
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able to recruit a spokesperson for
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Saluting the Army Corps of Engineer
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clouds. I was by the riverbank, and
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J. F. Powers Morte d’Urban This i
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off, I did a search and replace, an
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I have not been to a mass in 30 yea
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"Possibly," said the bank office. "
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implements. Wheelbarrows, fertilize
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electric seat warmers and pink poof
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terrified of this tiny representati
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mean pig. The cinderblock chin that
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He looked up at me and our eyes rea
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enough nourishment from her blood,
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schoolday for a year and a half, un
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oth the Catholic and public schools
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my tears running in greasy streaks
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the prairie. And I thought that ent
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isolated farmers who see their daug
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the paper - and some of it was awfu
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years in Stillwater Penitentiary. I
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and sang, and ate cake afterward. O
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My Feud By the time I was in my twe
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over to my side, overthrow the czar
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grief - the pain I still felt from
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All Valentines Eve It was the night
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"The reason poets don't write love
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all the violence he has in him, and
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hear Dirk tell the tale, this man c
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People can have very unusual reacti
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people all the time. There's only s
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Maxims for Marriage I was very flat
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football plays. But don't smile, be
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We were so fair and cherry-cheeked.
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I had run out of things to say, and
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I always have thought I was a prett
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incredible story of the bold burgla
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John Henry During spring cleaning,
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The book was a long ordeal of toil,
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A Narrative Poem for Michael Finley
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Your wickedness being dispersed You
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And trunks don't have floorboards W
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Crow." I must tell you that I had n
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The Giant Dirtball The other day I
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corralling a billion eyeballs and s
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underground resistance to the bigne
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I had come across it a few days ear
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Every falling leaf covered it up in
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needed doing - rake trails, tell vi
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health, I told her, and it was quit
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The Christmas Lion I was at church,
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that there would be "honey in the h
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could lie down with the lamb, but t
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A Rose in December Sometimes the fu
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me by this moment. That this wouldn
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The Coach's Daughter The coach love
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all is flying out of there. "It was
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in with them. To her consternation,
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glory of song. (2004) 445
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idea of being kicked out of her hom
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un-evicted.” “Hi dad,” she sa
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The Return of the Runaway Bunny In
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alone, to be away from you, this is
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When We Were Beautiful I have notic
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Generation, so sleek and so bell-bo
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None of the fissures had formed, no
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So it was a problem for me when I g
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meanings of this symbol and that, a
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cantankerous Norwegian self. He was
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around to read his work, and I cove
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Frank Brainerd succumbed to leukemi
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writing, which is how I fed my fami
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Against Heartbreak Heartbreak is th
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heart is broken that God never thro
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mind when a greater part of you, yo
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Self-pity gets a bad name in our cu
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of life. Even at its most excruciat
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“The Lord giveth and the lord tak
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Imagine, if you thought your most p
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