Fey; I think of you more often than you'd expect. Or maybe not. You always were kind of magic that way. Wherever you are, I hope you're blissfully, amazingly happy and free. Say hi to the stars and the rain for me.
figbash, you make me tingle with the anticipation of songs yet unsung, games yet unplayed, cool water on my skin and the laughing of a trillion tiny microbes as we hold hands. I adore you, my sweet.
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