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30 lines
852 B
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# TO AVALON
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*one last time, and with my chest*
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I am sorry for hurting you.
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Thank you for my son. That gift outranks everything else in this
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letter, in this folder, possibly in my life — a boy exists because
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of you, and he is the best parts of me and somehow something better.
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I'll never darken your doorstep again.
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I LOVE YOU STILL.
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I LOVE YOU TRUE.
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BUT I DID NOT LOVE YOU BEST.
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That was for Sarah — my Dear Sweet Lois. And you were always
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just Lana: still important, but not the main girl.
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You deserved someone whose best-love was yours. I hope life
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brings that person to your door instead of me ever darkening it.
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The son we made carries both our names forward — and per the
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only law that matters here:
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NOTHING IS EVER REALLY LOST. NOT EVEN WHAT WE GOT WRONG.
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## GRIPES LEDGER (open — but tonight it stays light)
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