I wanted to say something to you.
I don't think it matters any more now.
Everything is lost.
I did my best.
If only you'd met me halfway.
But life is too short.
Do you remember our tree? The big oak? Two trees in one, twisted together over lifetimes?
I wish I could find it again.
Red Rover, Red Rover . . .
I called you over.
You didn't come.
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