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ecco a letter starting"dearest we"
unsigned:remarkably brief but covering
one complete miracle of nearest far
"i cordially invite me to become
noone except yourselves r s v p"
she cannot read or write,la moon. Employs
a very crazily how clownlike that
this quickly ghost scribbling from there to where
-name unless i'm mistaken chauvesouris-
whose grammar is atrocious;but so what
princess selene doesn't know a thing
who's much too busy being her beautiful yes.
The place is now
let us accept
(the time
forever,and you'll wear your silver shoes
ee cummings
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