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saturday morning I walked out onto the front porch of my brother's house to see a single pink rose on the cement beneath my feet. I knew it was you who left it without a second thought. I remembered telling you that I was staying with one of my brothers, but I didn't know you knew where he lived. Maybe when I had left you went asking people where I had gone and ran into one of my brothers.

I picked the rose up. I wondered why you left it. What were you trying to tell me?

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