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"We all have a Beth", I told the congregation.
But I didn't tell them that she was my rock.
I was the blackboard and she was the chalk.
Without her I was unsure how I could talk.
"We all have a Beth," I repeated in fixation.
"But you'll never have mine." I finished my narration.

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