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I am definitely not from here.
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There was just thunder a few moments ago, and now there is rain... and more expected tomorrow.
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My mother may have died tonight. At about 7:30pm, flat on my back, hypnagogic to almost full out asleep, there was the taste of her lipstick and her smiling and shrugging at me... at least twenty years younger than she is now.
Though, when my dad was dying he kept coming to me, getting younger and younger and telling me he was going, so maybe this was just her first attempt to tell me she's going.
The phone didn't ring. So maybe it's that, but her style would be a kiss off for sure.
always and any time....
