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Beautiful

Jared,

Save the name unspoken.  That’s my Beautiful.  My only, who breathes without me, can’t exist in the world by diary.  Every day I wait for your letters.  I check their dates hoping to read about Jared’s expiration.  Instead of tick-tock it’s wheezing to the final hour.  This life is just one of those things…it doesn’t matter.  We are not of this world.  We are of our own culture.  I am a mannequin.  How will you dress me, Jared?

-Jarred

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