The drumbeat of the minute hand, and the moon descends into the Lower East Side, lighting my room like a goddess. The sun rises in Brooklyn and sets in New Jersey, as it revolves around Manhattan, and the moon watches over the river and me.
posted by newcleanwars at 2:16 PM
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Wishing you all the best on your first holiday without your beloved Lori. You are in my thoughts.
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