Sunday, 8 June 2014

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My daughters are delayed.

So I wait.

I know (or suspect) why you did stop smoking. It doesn't make a difference to me, or how I feel toward us. I thought you should know.

Five minutes that I have. I'm here. It has always been like that. That +1, perennial, got noticed after the first 20 entries or so.

"You hang up first"
"No, you do"

We are still there.

With love, that thing many claim they know. That I thought I knew. Until you (yes, you).

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