Day 23: Dear L,

I was a stranger whom you called from a distance with a song. I was a waif seeking for a refuge and found one where your heart also resides.

I’ve heard you left the garden we have initially called home.

You didn’t even had the chance to immortalize me in paper and charcoal, but I’ll always remember your song.

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