DEAR CARL

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Dear Carl,

How far have you gone? Did you run away when you disappeared? Did someone whisper sweet nothings into your ear? 

Dear Carl,

I wonder where you've been. This house is getting cold without your sunny soul to fill it. I hope you found yourself a home where you never feel alone and people love you like their very hairy own. 

Dear Carl,

I thought of you today. I remembered when you'd sit and listen to me play. I still remember when you'd sit and listen to me play.

JAN SESHJan Rachel Sicam