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On mornings like this I often wonder what we would be like now that I've gotten a written sample of us. There was a time when I would not have been able to even wrap my head around being with you, sharing a meal, conversation or even a nap. Now its all I ever think about. As I meal prep this morning, I make our breakfasts for the week knowing your share will never make it to your lip. I sit and think about all the conversations we dont have and moments we have missed. Moments I fear we will never share, but hold out hope for
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