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dear my Farel,

it's already 1 year since you
lefted me alone.

it's our last year of school!

the whole year is so hard
without you.

if you're here, maybe we'll be
the couple of the year.

i make 7 crochets. i put it
under your table. don't worry,
i will take care all of your
stuff under your table. maybe
it will be my healer.

i miss you, Farel.

i want to follow you but i
need to keep living, for you.

i wished you were here
with me :)

have fun up there.

goodnight.

i love you.

and yes, it hurts.

- end, suria

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