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Aug 2013
I know its bothering you still.
No reason why it wouldn't.
The elephant in the room.
I worry constantly,
And I wonder how you're doing,
But I don't want to pry.

But if it ever comes to mind,
You can talk to me.
Maybe it'll help.
And maybe I can be a shoulder to cry on
For once.

You can trust me
With anything.
Saw a poem and thought I'd post this.
I love you, Sage.
The New Kestrel
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The New Kestrel
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