Letter to my girls

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my girls my girls

my almost me

mellowed in a brown bag

held tight and strong

at the ton

like a good lunch

until the bag turned

weak and wet

and burst in our rooms

we wiped up the mess

and dressed you in our names

and here you are

my girls my girls

thirty quick fingers

reaching for the door

i command you to be good runners

to go with grace

go well in the dark

and make for higher ground

my dearest girls

my girls

my more than me

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