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Jul 2013
We can keep your secret.
We can share it, subdivide it,
    Put tiny pieces in our hearts.
We can entice it away with comfort foods,
New recipes named for you.


To many things the answer is no.
But yes to you,
Yes
To your question.

Why?
Because your secret is something
We secret as well.
Something familiar, like a touch at
The exact right time, the right moment,
The mere knowing that we know
Is Red Cross Disaster Relief arriving.

Coffee and blankets will not restore
As before,
But
This writ
Will be a start.

We can share words, we can grant tiny easements,
We can weep with you unseen tears,
We can etsy you little homemade gifts
Like this.

That you can take and keep, and break out in time of need knowing full well that these words will not spoil nor rancid turn, cannot be out grown,, or torn, or rent asunder in anyway for once they are shared
They are irrevocable.



Starting now
7/7/7:00am
FPotD
Written by
Nat Lipstadt  M/nyc
(M/nyc)   
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