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What will I remember about this?
Epic bus routes, hurried phone calls,
Early morning turning up my collar
At the first bitter hint of being tired.

Everything I've ever known,
Crowded in and around,
Closer than I've ever known,
Getting short of breath
Closer than I've ever know.

Curled up in that nest
That sunken swimming state
Of moving without feeling
But finding hope in leaving.
The resistance to change,
Hesitating in a phrase.

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from 2012, released August 1, 2012

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