Dear Ballerina Boy,
I recently found this book again. I can't remember how long its been since I lost it. But Mum's dead, and I'm 88.
I'm not dead yet, why? Well after they let me move back on my own around 8 years later I tried again. And Again and Again.
They kept me in the hospital until I got so old I had to go to an old folks home. I can't remember anything really from before what I just told you. They say I have a tumor in my brain Stage 4 terminal Cancer. Exactly what mum died from.
I miss you still Calum,
Ashton xx
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Ballerina Boy ➵ Cashton
PoetryHis voice in this room, like shadows on walls, I imagine him on the other side of the door His words, his voice, his touch, At the start, the end, and in the middle Strange how it mattered so...
