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August 21, 2008


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:) Because we even cry in our dreams, love. It is perfect as it is: a perfect mushy mess. We are the perfect audience for our own sleepdrama.

Amen, dear friend, amen. I am sending lots of love, comfort and prayers your way. We can do this because we must. I guess that doesn't make the ache any less painful.


Love the blue textures and ambivilencies that crowd this work, keep processing, it sounds right.

A beautiful, soulful presentation. Thanks for it and for this morning. With Love, Linda

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