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I keep your voice close to me like you are still here

It repeats your name and birthday like a lyric

Exactly the way you would say it before you got on the scale

If you had lost or gained, you would look at me as if to say,
“See! I’ve got more time. Let’s make it count!”
And I still do.

I keep your voice close to me like you are still here

It repeats your name and birthday like a lyric

Exactly the way you would say it before you got on the scale

If you had lost or gained, you would look at me as if to say,
“See! I’ve got more time. Let’s make it count!”
And I still do.

Amy Benson, 42

Seattle

 
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