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Apr 19
Wrapping the words
in silence
tying them with a bow
Gifting them to
my other self
waiting still to know
Leaving them
at the doorstep
of one Iā€™d chased so long
A thank you note
has just arrived
ā€” those words turned into song

(Ronald McDonald House: April, 2024)
Kurt Philip Behm
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Kurt Philip Behm
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