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December 12, 2007
she like her sonís blood was disseminated he having bled to death all of a Thursday sudden the story was scattershot preventing any sort of sympathy any sort of coming to grips any sort of company any sort of making sense of now she could not be any particular where but for the briefest second

she came to tell us she said just in case something freaky, she said pulling that word out of the air, happened

close to ground zero it the death of her son fulminated into a mission of mercy

she came and went in isolation, untouched