I think often of you, olden day playmates.
Do you ever remember me?
I think back to you, Ellen.
Remember the camels in the playground?
Remember the days when I was Joe
And you, so graciously, Frank?
Remember playing dolls in the basement?
Remember Danny and the Building Blocks?
Oldest and dearest of friends, Ellen.
I think back to you, Sarah.
Remember Mrs. Parish?
Remember helping in the library?
And the time you pushed me
And I fell, and we laughed?
Remember the bug cereal?
I laugh still.
Sweetest and funniest of friends, Sarah.
I think of us, the three.
Always three. Always a trio.
Always getting foil shapes, Inoko.
Camping, Pinnacle, GAs, Mrs. Anita.
Oh, Ellen, Sarah.
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
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