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73 mIssIng messages On the street old men attempt to give me messages from God. I know I don’t need those messages. But beyond their pleather Bibles, other messages may be whispering. One might be “you’re checking too often for messages.” Lost messages. When will I feel I have enough messages? I send out so many, too many. When will I get the message to stop? Other people may not be so interested in messages, my messages. Or they may save them too long. I want the messages to be temporary and infinite. Each one lasting a moment, but always more coming in. ...

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