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Mr. Josh Mansky, Phoenix, Arizona
My Love,
I hate that our summer is at an end. It flew by so fast. It seems like just yesterday I saw you for the first time. I was having a great summer, then, on July the 7th, our eyes met. From then on, it wasn't a good summer anymore. It was the best summer of all my 17 years. I cant wait until our eyes meet next. If not soon, I might go mad.
Your Love,
Marie
Miss Marie Johnson, Portland, Oregon
My dearst Marie,
I am well, but I wont be whole until I see your beautiful face once again. What has been weeks seems like years. And my heart is yearning for the sound of your voice. My hands to feel your velvety soft hands intwined with mine. We need to meet soon, my love, for I can't live much longer without you.
Sincerly,
Josh
- by XxX-SpAzMaTrOn-XxX |
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- | Submitted on 10/08/2008 |
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- Title: A love so dear
- Artist: XxX-SpAzMaTrOn-XxX
- Description: One day, when I came home from school, I started writing a book of letters that were set in about 1908.
- Date: 10/08/2008
- Tags: love dear
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