Several weeks ago, a prominent and beloved member of our community fell to his death from the 23. Story terrace of his downtown condominium. We need another word besides suicide, noted a mutual friend, for someone with a terminal illness who chooses not to prolong the suffering of chronic disease in old age. Shortly after that conversation, in one of those serendipitous coincidences that leave you breathless, I read an article entitled.

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دلم تنگست بسیار غمگینم دوسال بود یک بیت هم ننوشته بودم. امروز صدای شکست دلم را شنیدم. دلم گرفته من را ز مردنم که هراسی نیست وقتی هوا هوای دورنگی هاست یک جام زهر فاصله ا م با اوست وقتی غروب . نمیاد اون که رفته نمیاد. نمیاد اون که رفته نمیاد الان مدت زیادی که من اینجا چیزی ننوشتم خیلی دلم خواسته که بنویسم دوباره اما نتونستم انگار خشک . دردهایم را هر چه بنویسم کم نمیشود.

quiesce - To be silent, as a letter; to have no sound. Saturday, June 6, 2009. There are little boxes, jars, and drawers with colorful treasures ready to pop up and into my hand. Holding the little button treasure it makes me wonder what the button was used for.

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