Kays Mono
(Whilst writing) Edward Clunet, I am writing to you to beg your assistance one final time. As I sit here on the brink of an untimely death, it strikes me that you are the only one true friend I have, my one confident, my lawyer. The ink they found was nothing more than make up for my dancing, they have no hard evidence. *Blackout, move to stage right with paper in hand* My dearest Mother, I miss you, your every breath, your words of comfort. No-one understands like you did, mother. Please, allow me one last moment in your warm embrace, allow this wayward child just a minute to be cradled in their mothers arms again.
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