13 MAR 06
You saw the field, the tree, the tunnels and the roots under the ground, the empty house, the fence. You had a good interpretation, I remember feeling it was good.
I laughed because I was surprised. Though it was sad, your story, and all about our parting. But nothing in your version said: "her tragic life."
(I died. I keep forgetting that.)
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