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I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am. I am. I am.

Thursday, July 2nd, 2009
reflection

Getting out the door that early was surreal, until the day I noticed a long, faded line of once-bold graffiti, spray painted on a plywood wall between the sidewalk and a construction zone: “I leaned back and listened to the brag of my heart: I am, I am, I am, I am,” with “I am” repeated down to…

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