It is strange, to be reaching out to you again, my dearest friend, after so long. It should not be, as we were once as brothers, and it should not require my lonesomeness and solemnity to lay down my lance. The difficulty is in my heart. I haven't spoken to you in so many ages. Because I failed you. Because you failed me. Because words failed
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light will find you
be happy that you get
to do
things like breathe
and read
and cry your silly eyes you
no one's gonna blame you
if you have to
go ahead and
shout shout shout
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