Please pass the salt dear,
maybe our fingers will
touch for a moment and
remind us of what we
were before…

Please pick up the phone,
maybe then our voices
will move to a memory
of all the conversations
we had before…

Please. Clear your mind.
Maybe you’ll be able to
see the difference between
the child I was and
how that was before…
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