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Twenty Third Revision (Cloudy)


I think of you most every day. In a way, I guess I've been dreaming. I imagine you and my mom out in the garden together. But I imagine a lot and a whole lot of good it's done me. Twenty three revisions of aimless wandering and longing. What a foolish person I am and always have been, you must forgive me for that.

My love is mine and it's not going anywhere (I will let it take whatever form it must). So know that. But there's not much to do of it. Things are constantly changing. Bedrooms must be redecorated. Lives must be sorted and packed away. Bodies and minds must be morphed and arranged to fit the needs of existing. And so I must, too. And that's okay.




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