words.................sometimes words come to me..............painted letters from a life of experiences. words, words, unlike a dance, unlike a painting. further from what seems close in nature to me. words, the sounds and meanings that confuse us all. and oh, a bronx kid never knew what to say gracefully.......relying on hand motions and facial expressions and dancing around while trying to communicate. and here it is the seventh decade of my life. hellooooooo. helllloooooo.
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