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Your family leaves, or
you leave your family.
People grow up and move out or grow old
and stay.

Close friends circle in and out
marriages, kids, jobs or minor league tragedies
pull them from us. Our promises to stay in touch
fade away.

But you,
who left so many years ago,
suddenly and without a trace,
still linger.

At first I thought of you
every morning when I saw the paper on the
front step.

Cancelling the subscription didn't fix the problem.

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