March 28, 2024
My love,
I cannot sing for you tonight. I lost my voice to that ethereal siren in the sea. They have roughened the wind of my song. It seems like I cannot soothe you tonight. You told me that you have lost the hand that held you when you opened your eyes. I wanted to run away from your woes as I, who have yet to know grief, can never fathom your lost. Still, I told you that it will pass. That you must hold on for honey, they say it will pass. Listen, I could only write to you for the siren stole my voice.
In the turmoil of your despair, cry the ocean of your universe or fall deep into another universe. In the chaos of your grief, I hope you do not forget your soul. I hope you embraces your soul just as my conscious embraces the grief of my precious friend within you.
Yours truly
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