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79 Motel Letter Listen. I want you to know That I promise no matter what, even If heaven is a motel room Close to the highway That I’ll find a way To write to you Immediately when I arrive. I’ll open the drapes and Throw my jacket on the bed and before the door swings Closed or I push off my shoes, I’ll find the stationery in the drawer, dry and faded, waiting For my pen. I won’t know what to say Really, but it will be something like I’m okay and I miss you. Things That were always true and you’ll know by My penmanship That it’s me and by the return address not to write back. ...

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