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A Letter MAG

By Anonymous

   A Letter

The mailbox reaches out
To receive news of my life.
Where are you?
Slipped through my hands - gone
A letter through the slot of the wrong house.
Have I reached you, did you read my mind?
Do you dream of the life you are not living?
You reach me and I read, not your mind, but your heart.
The thickness of our correspondence is not equal.

by J. Q., Quincy, MA



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