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Early spring: rhododendrons in bloom, weeds poking through a pumice wall. More light, like Goethe asked for.

N. says, “The way you look now, it’s like you just took a mask off.” Of course she looks the same way.

I’m neglecting duties. I’ll do worse before we’re through.

Come back, my heart, come back.

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