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He did profess his love for me
Two sheets were lined and small
Encased within an envelope
Were words the whole world tall
My eyes sat fixed with pleading stare
Upon the purest scroll
Despite the author’s clarity
I could not read the letters whole
They fell apart upon the ground
And there they laid to rest
Like a million ink-drawn pangs of guilt
Exploding from my chest
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