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Crayons and Catastrophe    (Continued)

November 11, 2012

and when the little boy in the torn down
tee shirt and slacks
asked you to come outside, you slipped on
a pair of pants
underneath your dress before you rushed downstairs
and hopped on a brand new bike, never
worrying that
you had no helmet because besides
scraped knees proved you were a warrior

and when the little boy told you that
you're beautiful,
you responded “I know,” instead of

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