left on the table. it says
i'll be moving
before thanksgiving.
i'll be out of here
and in my own place
once more.
it just isn't working out
and besides,
i love somebody else.
i laugh having read
this letter so many
times before.
i fold it up and place it
where it was found.
i wonder why she's
waiting so long.
i have the boxes
and a roll of tape,
i'd like to help her pack.
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