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Aug 2013
You told me  
the things that
comfort you
are when your
dad brushes his
teeth in the doorway
or scratches his back
on the door post. A
simple hug for your
mom or sister, and
yes, about me?
Playing with
your hands.

I am only
trying to
write you
down.
(c) Brooke Otto
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Written by
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