when i left i didn’t take much but my papers and desk. when felt overwhelmed i spent much time at my papers and desk. when i felt away from the path i lost the desk but carried the papers in a small moving box. when i found help we were able to organize and edit my papers. when my path seemed clear i added more papers, in journals and such. when each day dawns i go from my head to paper, then toss the paper on top of the pile. when i open the closet now, it is head to toe papers that i sift through periodically. when i read my papers much of the circumstances are lost or seem inconsequential. when i read my papers i realize how long it takes to develop a tone with experience. when i am gone, these papers will be tossed to the wind or burned, as with the lessons within i have taken to another form (with my soul)
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