05/03/2023 - Quynn

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My baby,

I used to dream of you.

Are you mad at me ?

I don't see your face anymore. And whenever I do, you're angry with me.

Asher says I'm doing better. I might get out of the clinic soon.

Will I see you? Will you be here for me?

The pills they're giving me are making me sleepy.

I can't write anymore. It hurts my hand. And my eyes keep shutting down.

But I'm still praying, every day at dusk. Just like we promised.

Don't give up on me.

Please come home.

I love you.

Yours.

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