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Apr 2014
My mem'ries inside
The jars hanging on a tree
Shall I set them free?

My mem'ries hanging
By the strings on my window,
But what do you know?

Dearly beloved,
Your name on each is written
With thoughts unspoken.

Quite loudly I sighed
The strings I tried to untie,
But they just won't fly.
A set of haikus.
To Dad.
Forever and always.
ji
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ji  did i ever matter?
(did i ever matter?)   
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   --- and Isabella Pullivan
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