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"Forgive Myself" by Bruce Morse (Chapter 1)
It was a golden Indian summer day in late September. After working up a sweat rollerblading on the rail trail I went for a long swim in the cool waters of Mudge Pond. Only a few Canadian geese paddling off shore broke the silence. I lay in the sand fi lling my open pores with [...]
"Forgive Myself" by Bruce Morse (Intro)
My Self. A living man is blind and drinks his drop. What matter if the ditches are impure? What matter if I live it all once more? Endure the toil of growing up; Th e ignominy of boyhood; the distress Of boyhood changing into man; Th e unfi nished man and his pain Brought face [...]
