LenCowgill:
Postcards To The Dead
LenCowgill:
Dear Dad...Life is much simpler now.
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Dear Bonnie...I wish I was there.
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Dear Zach...I miss you most on the days it rains.
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Dear Lori...you left your home on fire.
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Dear Agnes...I will always admire your discipline.
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Dear Erik...We all make mistakes.
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Dear Rita...In that one moment no one was more beautiful.
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Dear David...You're still a mystery.
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Dear N...Power all too soon turns to dust.
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Dear Bernadette...Visionaries are rarely understood for who they truely are.
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Dear Mr. S...You saw everything but understood nothing.
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Dear Vincent...The Universe simply held too many colors...
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Dear Vera...No one loved me so completely.
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Dear Issa...Even you could not save you.
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Dear Glenn...Brilliance can only take you so far
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Dear Buster...Genius shows up in the most wonderful places.
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Dear Jean-Michel...You were an open book in a closed society and now you are an enigma.
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Dear Jannis...Your life was a glorious struggle
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Dear Ray...no one misses you.
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Dear Audrey...every single day you are missed...
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Dear Douglas...A non-violent life, a violent death.
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Dear Emily...You never realized how extraordinary you were.
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Dear Mr. Sagan...Now You Are The Universe...
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Dear Roger...Your choices were questionable
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Dear Sylvia...Why why why why why why
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Dear Mrs. M...Communicating was too easy for you.
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Dear Mr. M...Communicating was so hard for you.
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Dear Martin...Enjoy the mountaintop.
LenCowgill:
Dear Reverand...Irony Suits you...
