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March 3, 2016

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March 2, 2016

Up at 6.

Got pharmacy CE. Taxes done.  Walked the block.  Dog pooped.

Bought 200 plastic poop bags.  Talked big with Tony.  Growled at Gunther.  Took nap with same.

Sat by fire at home.

Dog peed.  Felt broken-hearted.  Is my sorrow my salvation?  I love her so much!

But pttht! She’s gone!  Like my Uncle Carl Ralph Bonde, Jr.

I need that parallel universe.  I need it now.

I will write about the desired object until I have it in hand.

“He clasps the crag with crooked hands.”

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