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Dear God

Remember when I asked you to take me with you to heaven? I hadn't thought of it quite that way. It was just hard to say goodbye, but mom repeats that it is time to let go. What is this thing? Time, I mean? It will fly away like a bird when I turn my back, huh? I don't believe in it, because time is not a bird. Or what do you think? Is it time to let go of you?

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