Wednesday, June 10
They were never send, never meant to be read.
They never reached Adeline Henry Redwood.
It scattered all around my room, shouting as loud as they could.
But no one heard them, heard them cry.
I burned them until the last word turned to nothing.
And I exhaled in relief.
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