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Thursday, November 3, 2011

This is a poem I composed at the James A. Farley Post Office on November 3rd where I went to send out one last package.

Let each day bring its own
good measure of life changing
into existence

Each day may
the Kabbalah Truck
remain parked outside

With carts filled
with trays filled
with fresh baked
loaves of wisdom

Just waiting to greet you
on your way out
the front door

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