My daughter, joyous in the newness of love,
rifles through my closet,
evaluating shoes and doodads
taking into her room this that the other.
I smile and pass the baton.
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fly? crash and burn? sit with wings folded, invisible? options options options. there is no liability until the options are exercised, but if they are never exercised they are truly worthless.
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