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5. The Throat that Welcomes Time’s Sharp Edge As new year morning bodies claim full height as do rising suns the sky, my own stature is compromised by a spinal scoliosis that rides my ass like a question mark. Well, it’s more like a street sign really, warning of dangerous curves ahead-warning this crooked row of chalk crab apples rising to fill the bushel of my brain shall be juiced as all blood’s usefully wasted red destined to feed the bone-breathing pyre of earth. But how can I turn my back on this persistent frame, this fence of time and softening substance, with such good friends and neighbors? 
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