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I like to think that you like to think of me sleeping or smiling the ceiling fan whispers to me that you do your letters your pictures scatter my desk whether I read them or not they’re all over but it’s not all over even if I am alone I have that to be thankful for; that I may silently wordlessly think of you and thank you
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Sep 21, 2010
Sep 21, 2010 at 6:39 PM UTC
I like to think
I like to think that you like to think of me sleeping or smiling the ceiling fan whispers to me that you do your letters your pictures scatter my desk whether I read them or not they’re all over but it’s not all over even if I am alone I have that to be thankful for; that I may silently wordlessly think of you and thank you
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Sep 21, 2010
Sep 21, 2010 at 6:39 PM UTC
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