April 30, 2010
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each scrape across
the paper,
each push
against the pull.
the sound,
full of recognition to my ears,
I know it better
than any other.
it is the sound of
a mind manumitted
from another’s control.
it is the sound
that bring the words,
the words that brush
away the cold.

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