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Jeff
It is a name saturated with meaning, like a sponge. It sits in the room of my mind, iconic and quiet. The thoughts and memories and ideas that saturate his name would gush out at the slightest nudge of a thought, pour down through my sinuses, travel down to the fields of my tongue, wet. They fill my stomach -- my whole being -- until I am full up with warmth. This year has a name.
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