The Fourth Letter

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Dear,

I have thought and thought these past few weeks. Some days, these letters almost seem stupid, pointless. Other days, they are something I almost need to do. Between music and work, these have become an almost impossible thing to let go of. And yet, I cannot know when that day will come and if I ever do tell you what I have thought about ever since that night.

Love, Tom.

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