I wrote for you
a letter today and
threw it on the pile.
I don't know why
But I just do.
There's 10 or 12 by now.
Perhaps for hope, but
Hope for what? Only
I know what they say
Only I will read
The words as they fail
To explain.
I guess that's why -
It's just for me.
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This is also just another thought.
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