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Dear Honeybee, I would love to see you over the rainbow someday. I know now that twilight is not enough. Waiting in the middle of the night for the dawn simply will not do. I want to be with you in the mid morning sun, when the light plays off of the ocean and water and wind can make a beautiful mist. Someday we will rejoice in the games that the waning ocean has to offer. I miss you. —Double Salt