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The Letter
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Literature Text
Dear my love,
It's been so long.
I'm writing now
For you to know
I'm thinking of you
As these letters meet your eyes.
You might not remember me,
I'm probably just a memory
Or a secret
You know nothing about.
Yet I think of you
Every morning when I wake,
Every evening when I dine.
I remember your voice
So well,
As if it were my own.
I do not ask for much.
I never have
And never will.
But I've a request for you
And only you.
Would you be so kind
To meet me
One last time?
You already know
The dwellings of my heart.
Till then,
Your stranger.
It's been so long.
I'm writing now
For you to know
I'm thinking of you
As these letters meet your eyes.
You might not remember me,
I'm probably just a memory
Or a secret
You know nothing about.
Yet I think of you
Every morning when I wake,
Every evening when I dine.
I remember your voice
So well,
As if it were my own.
I do not ask for much.
I never have
And never will.
But I've a request for you
And only you.
Would you be so kind
To meet me
One last time?
You already know
The dwellings of my heart.
Till then,
Your stranger.
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This reminds me of Jack Vessalius and Lacie Baskerville. :3
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btw i luv it.
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btw i luv it.