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Sep 2012
Thank you
for loving me
despite
the fact that I crack
my knuckles
and talk too much.
Three years
have passed
and I still haven't forgotten
how you taught me
the right way to breathe.
And we may be
separated
by miles of soil,
but you're the only place
my heart has
found permanent rest.
Megan Grace
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Megan Grace
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