If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead: Morning Delivery

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Friday, January 23, 2009

Morning Delivery

"You are the brightest star in my sky." You grab your backpack, glance at me, almost smile but roll your eyes instead. "Be a leader today; reach beyond your potential." You pretend you don’t hear me, distracted by something other than my voice, but I notice as you sit up taller and hold your head a... Sign in to see full entry.

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