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He Knows

There's a guy
that calls me every Saturday
to see
how I'm doing

He's brave to do it
because
every
single Saturday
I
inevitably
cry

No
matter how
brave
the front
each time
he just knows me
so well
that
my bravado
always gives way

I'm
so lucky
to have this
chosen
brother

The End

It wasn't
a good omen
when
the big
black crow
fell dead at my feet
in my backyard
about this time
last summer

When my fish
Walter died
in March
I knew
for certain
my mom
had
cancer

Two days ago
my fish
Phil
died

Today my mom's
breathing
is
all over
the
chart

Anything
could happen

Dreams

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