As you slip down that muddy path to the sea on your suicide march
I will open my door.
I do not own extra wings
But I do own extra company.
[I was falling asleep and dreaming, imagining this on postcard being sent to postsecret (a cool website you should see), and so here it is reproduced as closely as I can remember it. It's not what I would call my best effort, since it took no effort. I interpret it as one person trying to comfort another person who is thinking about suicide.]
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