Postcard Fiction

We were so alike you and me.  Growing up, inseparable.  As time passed, so grew the distance between us. Did you reach out? Surely, I wasn’t too far so as not to hear your cry.

Your absence leaves a hole. Darkness where there was light.

I’m sorry.

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