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Conversations with the Dead
I look up to the stars
Talk quietly to the Universe, to you
Praying so you can hear me.
I love your son, very much
I'm not like those others
I won't cheat on him
Lie to him
Or hurt him
I know how amazing you must have been.
I know because I know him.
You raised an amazing son, an amazing man
I know you think you failed in so many ways
You didn't.
I wish I could tell you this face to face
How it should have been
I send this message to Heaven
He is loved.
Rest In Peace.
Talk quietly to the Universe, to you
Praying so you can hear me.
I love your son, very much
I'm not like those others
I won't cheat on him
Lie to him
Or hurt him
I know how amazing you must have been.
I know because I know him.
You raised an amazing son, an amazing man
I know you think you failed in so many ways
You didn't.
I wish I could tell you this face to face
How it should have been
I send this message to Heaven
He is loved.
Rest In Peace.
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