Forty-seventh Letter

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Dear God

Today we buried my rabbit under the old oak tree, just like my dog, and there I planted snowdrops, because they bloom only in the spring, and I just wanted to name her Spring. I didn't cry when my brother buried her, but I do miss them both. Why are you doing this?

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