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--- C O L E T T E D E D O N A T O It seems I have two lives: one blighted by worry and the indignity of useless regretting, the other a kind of windy, unmeasured grace marked by intermissions of nonsense. |
© crossconnect 1995-2000
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published in association with the
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university of pennsylvania's
kelly writers house
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