Dear Sam

And while misery sometimes runs through our veins. And the walls of despair trying their blocks around us. To make us invisible.

Don’t you worry!

Because the light of the sun always comes, and warms our body with joy.

And we that stand with you dear Sam, are the real ones.

So close you eyes and count to three and misery will be gone from thy.

The stones will disapear and we will hug you and make you reappear.