I was hovering early this morning in that space between sleep and woke
when my mind said to itself -
Oh dear!
I haven't spoken with my mother in so long!
What is wrong with me? Why haven't I called her?
I really must speak with her in this crazy time!
In those few moments, she was still alive
and I was guilty of not being in better touch with her.
As the haze cleared, the truth appeared.
Of course I haven't spoken with her.
She's been dead for nearly 9 years.
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