January 14, 2009
Me, a woman of Rochester,
The daughter, admirable, friendly, short, passionate, caring, sharing.
No car,
No School.
No more running,
Walking through me,
The sun burning and burning,
Through me the air and rain,
I speak the words of William Shakespeare softly; I give the sign of theater.
Through me many loud voices,
Voices of unpleasant men and woman,
Voices of cycles of life and death,
And the girl that connects the world

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