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I Don’t Have Words

Not the first time do I realize that I haven’t grown enough

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The putting down of words has become a big part of my life, a regular habit, like bodily functions, or moving the clutter of old age from one room to another. The words I choose, were they friends, wear their hair long, dropped out of school, defied parental authority, and were dismissive of life’s shortness. As the same words…

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Harry Hogg

Harry Hogg

I was born in London, adopted, lived my youth on an island off the coast of Scotland. Now living between Colorado, Missouri, California. I write to be loved

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