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| A small sampling of what passes for writing in my notebooks... |
I squint and sigh,
Attempting to decipher
The random squiggles
Drifting through my notebook,
Scratchings that resemble
Cuneiform translations
Of alien hieroglyphics,
Not the neat loops and lines
Demanded in fourth grade penmanship.
Mrs. Brucker,
You have my humblest apologies…
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