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My Son

My son
I want you to stop crying
When you have been comforted
And not
Because you feel ashamed
Of your tears
Feel through
Your sadness
Follow it
All the way
To the end
That is only sometimes
A cessation
And other times
A telos
A revelation

My son
Whether or not you look for it
You will discover much
Please remember
The everything else
The joy
The playfulness
The gentleness
The wonder

My son
I will never forget you
Right now
Beside me
Curled up in the space
Between my body
And the back of the couch
I will never forget
How you smelled so much
Like a boy
Nestled into
His father
And how
This comforted me

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