Your letters saved my life

You sent me letters when I was waiting and flowers when I was dying. I was lying there waiting for something to happen, something to arrive, just something to happen, anything. Your letters stopped me cracking up. I’ve heard that said so many times. Your letters stopped me cracking up, cracking out, just… cracking. I didn’t crack, I didn’t smack, I didn’t hack my hand off with the boredom of the slow drawn out. Your letters saved my life.

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