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Sometimes It Seems The Harder You Try To Hold Onto Something Or Someone The More It Wants To Get Away. You Feel Like Some Kind Of Criminal For Having Felt, For Having Wanted. For Having Wanted To Be Wanted. It Confuses You Because You Think That Your Feelings Were Wrong And It Makes You Feel So Small Because It’s So Hard To Keep It Inside When You Let It Out And It Doesn’t Come Back. You’re Left So Alone That You Can’t Explain.

I Think Of The Thrill Of An Intelligent Woman Talking Just To Me.

I Think We Are In Fact, Losing Free Speech. We Don't Seem To Care Though. Many Of Us Don't Seem To Notice. We Will Have To Do A Lot Of Work To Bring Back The American Way To America.

August Brings Into Sharp Focus And A Furious Boil Everything I've Been Listening To In The Late Spring And Summer.

More And More, Journalism Seems To Have Hopped Out Of Truth's Pocket And Crept Into Another.