My darling Dan, my head aches with all of the things I have never said to you...and my prior egagement with a bottle of vodka.I'm at lack of internet right now, I seldom have the chance to check if ever, and I would give you a tele number if only I had one...an address to write me, because I miss you so, but I seem to be at lack of a lot 'o' things right now...I wish we could speak more...I wish wishes came true.
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from your sleep
the drying of
your tears
today
we escape
we escape
lost a lot. not much left. holding on as long as i can.
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