I Hope,” He Replies Softly, “to Get

I Can Feel His Presence Here In Every Stone He Has Touched, Every Person He Has Lifted Up, Every Street And Alley And City That He Has Changed In The Few Years Of His Life, Because He Is The Republic, He Is Our Light, And I Love You, I Love You, Until The Day We Meet Again I Will Hold You In My Heart And Protect You There, Grieving What We Never Had, Cherishing What We Did. I Wish You Were Here. I Love You, Always.

We're In This Together, Right?" He Whispers. "you And Me? You Want To Be Here, Yeah?" There's Guilt In His Questions. "yes," I Reply. "i Chose This." Day Pulls Me Close Enough For Our Noses To Touch. "i Love You.

I Take A Step Toward Him And Grin Cheerfully. "with All Due Respect, I Don't See The Republic Tacking Up Wanted Posters With Your Pretty Face On Them.

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