So far away. So much for time and place, my Evie.
For now I’m here, more or less you’re there.
My memory serves me as a sapling greened in the ground until it's brown.
Time has a mind to hew it down.
So far away. Not too far for me to say:
“My confidence in you is calm and complete so long as you reserve a place for me
as I’ve reserved a place for you, wherever you go, whatever you do.”
What if I am afraid to die? Will you hold my hand and take me to the promised land?
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