You used to be so jocular. What's with the teary eyes?
I see fear in them now. It's dense.
It's over.
For your cold comfort Hughes said it first.
'Killers from the egg; the malevolent aged grin.'
And we went down the lake to catch some fish; and we fished the whole pond.
(he said)
When you grow up you'll become a singer, a teacher, a scientist, an astronaut. Till then have fun.
Upwards I will head like a helium balloon cut off the hands of its owner. I still miss you.
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