At least, that's how I feel. 250 miles away. May as well have been a million. I can't hold them. I can't get there faster. Governed at 65 and all. I remember the morning mom woke me with a call of your dads not moving.... I was in lakewood. I barely remember racing up the 605 and getting home fifteen minutes later. I can't even say how fast I must
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