“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse
i hung these words on your
Wall
to remind myself that i didn’t become
Real
until you were born and until you
Loved
me completely.
i read these words every
Night
before i gently tell you that
You
are the greatest accomplishment on my Resume.
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