i had a conversation with lolo like it was one of our last. i swear, i think i can write a story just on what was communicated within those few minutes. in the depth of our language, i felt we drew a circle around who we were, as vast as that is. weaving in and out of spirit and body, it was like we prayed together, laughed at what makes us laugh, cried while talking and offered hopeful words by way of experience. because we both know, that it is what is most reliable...in the end, i heard myself be thankful, in the way that he was thanking me, "for everything." he said.
and then i knew, where i learned it from.
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