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This letter is just to say
we have some sad news.
Of course, you've known
for some time that our boy
was terminally ill,
the muscles in his body
wasting away, too weak
to pull breath through the lungs.
He died last week.
We're still reeling. The grief
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from The Wind is a Tall Man Striding
watershedBooks
2000
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