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on qoutex for your eyex only—also

by Leon Lamb
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Sat, Feb, 25; 6026

The second excerpt from—In Diary Of Xocai Of The Motley Thrones—captured me; because of the tides and times. My wife is livid with me. I failed to mention it was our four year anniversary, two years ago—yesterday. Interestingly, Xocai's haiku, was also inserted two years later into her dairy. Reading through her pages, may've brought this next day—a connection and chemistry, my young wife would find hard to understand, she is jealous and envious; betrothed and my bride. I can't complain—she is the prettiest girl on Ontire; winner of the pageants—maybe Xocai was the most beautiful girl in all her world, two-thousand years ago. My wife would kill me, thinking of another woman on our day, but, the trespass is innocent, then again, imagining, Xocai, or the last librarian in Chiriq; flipping through my journals! It—I felt intrusive, would she want her life and plans, fails or wins published? As if I were planted and plucked out in such a way—for our third anniversary my enraged beautiful wife burned all my journals away.

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