I worry about my intentions being misunderstood about the inevitable distance between me and my future niece about the stale friendship that sits at the bottom of a chipped white cup about the rusted downspout that runs down the length of my house but I am a part of the action a participant alivePhoto: Wikipedia
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Poetry
Poetry
Your recent writings MUST eventually be assembled in book form and somehow published. This is exceptional poetry. Go on with it. See where it takes you.
Dearest,
Please pay a visit.
There's something you might like.
I worry too... but then, that is what keeps me oiled.
Much love as ever.
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