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geolabious (m)
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Dear Son,
I have taken all the tears you cried, and made them as showers on a field of wildflowers. And I led you to a place alone, so you know this is between you and me.
It was I who grabbed hold of the sun at midnight and made it a light for the world to see. I made your voice as gentle as the morning, when bombs went off at noon. I set your face in perpetual peace and the whole world was confused. I showed you the hearts of those who adore you, and broke your heart with hatred.
You wandered, seeking your place in this world, and prosperity at your hand. Some day, my son, some day soon, you'll write a letter from heaven.
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