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A letter to whom it may concern

  • Apr 20
  • 1 min read

Reach across the cyberscape of 0s and 1s and tell me …


I was sitting here thinking too much and through tears I came to the conclusion that I’m sorry.


I am sorry.


Stalemate


If one feels like a nap on a beach wrapped in the suns embrace,


the other feels like sneaking out at midnight to rendezvous with the moon.


How many great loves do we get in a lifetime?

 
 
 

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vade retro satana! nunquam suade mihi vana! sunt mala quae libas. ipse venena bibas!

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