Dear Avie,
The things I do to help make me dream of you.
I’ve been trying to dream about what our life used to be.
You’ve got that medicine I need.
The world is a spider web and we’re caught in the middle.
Twisting and turning just to survive.
You’ve been set free.
Free from the web of the world.
Won’t you come save me?
Xoxo- Mommy
