Dear Penguin,
You asked me before where I went. And I want to tell you. I went to a place where nothing's right, where every moment's backwards, every sky's without color, without hope.
I tried to come back, Penguin. But I got lost...
And while I was gone, I met you...
And I didn't even have the courage to realize I was home.
A wise friend of mine told me "we all have our homes", and now I know it's true. I hope you get this letter, Penguin. I figure I got 75 chances...
Because if you do, you'll know that in the end, that's where I was...
I found home, Penguin.
I found you.
I hope you can find yours soon.
Get there --- as fast as you can.
And write me when you do.
In love with you always,
Marvin
1 comment:
I somehow am familiar with this post........ hmmmm...
anyway.. hi marvin!! ur name brings back memories!! hehehe
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