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When My Letter Reaches You

I lend my eyes to this letter, They will open once again, When the ink absorbs your light. They may never open, Become lost in darkness, But the paper will remain, Even if shredded to atoms, It will tell my story. Maybe you will open the envelope, The smell of ink will greet you, Maybe you will witness the ink speak, Maybe you will keep it Somewhere safe, Letting me die and live forever.

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Date: 1/8/2023 1:01:00 PM
Your story is worth telling in the letter, how the reader perceives it is inconsequential. :)
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