here is the deepest secret nobody knowsee cummings
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i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
You are my girls and I love you so very much. The saddest thing is that I cannot simply be there to give you a hug (for you do need one) or offer a tissue or put on a pot of tea. I cannot simply be there to see the twinkle in your eye or on your finger. I cannot be there to share the memory with you. A phone call is good but it will never quite do. My soul rejoices with you. My heart aches for you.