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Dear bondmate,

Thanks for letting me know you'll be out of contact for a week. I really appreciate it that you think to tell me -- both beforehand on our usual weekend calls, and then by calling tonight to let me know that yeah, this is the week.

Hugs and pecan pie,
your Lunatic
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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