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The road takes you from there to here.
Here is where you are.

Time takes you from then to now.
Now is what you have.

Language takes you from what you have
to what you have to say.
When we meet, this is your gift.

And writing takes you from what you have to say
to what you offer strangers, even
enemies in the mystic encounter
of reading.

May what you have to say be what we need.


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