My plea

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With words I call out to you
Your words I hear my plea
From your palms delivered as words
Heartfelt emotions descend within a hurt chest against loneliness

Fingers that, with meticulous care in childhood, Built in notebook paper
Sometimes boats, sometimes airplanes
Write letters
Words traveling by air
Touching the land and flags of many countries around the world
Write a history of relationships
Joy of union and anguish of separation