OH ED
Dear Ed, you are no longer
red - and that is what I recall
most abut you. The flaming
head kid, in my mind, running
to Broadway plays. I can almost
think I recall, one time, standing
you up, not showing for a show,
after saying I'd go. Something
like that still clicks. Oh Ed, I'm
a prick. Was then, Still am. Or
still can be. (But that's just me).
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