Strength. That is what I pray for. I hope that some unseen eagle will steal my burdens and take them upon himself. Misery has almost left me but still looms in my line of vision. All I want to do is call you and let you know that I miss you. It seems to break the laws of heaven and earth when I reach across the table and touch you. T.A has taught me so much.Like it was okay when we died that I tried to bribe the undertaker. Kicking my shoes at work seems to set my soul free. Maybe you should kick yours off,too. Have you ever thought about coming to New Orleans? I think you should. With a cigarette in my hand and you tucked in my pocket I will begin to begin again.
Reason for writing:
Lots of things, but mainly you!!!!!
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