After Mom died, when it was just you and me, I remember having trouble sleeping, never knowing where you were, but when id wake up in the morning there'd be this paper bird, an origami crane sitting next to my bed and I never knew what it meant exactly, but I figured it was your way of letting me know you were checking in on me. Anyway... I looked it up, the crane, stands for familiar obligation, watching out for your own. Maybe it my turn I watched out for you.

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