Are You There?

March 5, 2010
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Look down and know that
The letters you wrote each summer
Are still crisply folded in my dresser
Nestled with the yellow cotton you sent
And the silver horse

It must be strange to watch me
From so far above
In a place I couldn’t believe in
Until you made it real





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