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Dear Mum
The clouds look so harmless, so meaningless But when they're there, and the sun can't shine through, I feel you a little bit less. Dear Mum... I hope you watched me today, I tried to let nothing get in the way of my unexpected ambition. Seeing my dreams come to fruition, though, is nothing compared to having you here to be able tell you about it. I am unlearning morse code, it's like going blind, I have to adjust, change, roll with the times and get used to it. I feel like you and I are without a conduit. I went to send you a message, but is a message still sent if you're not there? I feel scared, the phone is a reminder of when you'd tell me to be just a little bit kinder. Listen, remember, regret. Repeat. Look at the photographs, cry, weep, repeat. The touch points of my life are still in place, milestones still not met but the memory of your smiling face stops me like a fox in the road, scavenging on tatty Polaroids to feed something that everyone says I should be soon throwing away. I'm not ready yet to do all that. Your fingerprints on a glass are the only things I can make last.
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