sometimes it's hard to know that someone cares... when i need to call my t... and i can't... i call when i know his machine will pick up...

sometimes it's easier to say what i need to his machine... then he calls me back... i am not sure why...but that helps me... when i can't even do that... i try and write it in a letter... grrrrrr how did we get to this place... i hope you can call... i care about you kiya... take gentle care... lyn
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lyn
one could do worse then be a swinger of birches.
~robert frost~