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Feb 2019
To whom it may concern,
You do not know me and I don’t know you.
You will probably have no effect on my life.
We will never meet by chance
Or fate.
That stuff is just pure imagination.

To whom it may concern,
I will never experience love at first sight.
I will never be saved from the tower.
No prince will sweep me off my feet and carry me away
To a castle and make me queen.
That stuff is just pure fairy tales.

To whom it may concern.
I will never look deep into your eyes and see a future.
I will never be dazzled by your smile and your laughter.
I will never be charmed by your good looks.
I will never be held in your warm embrace.
That stuff is just pure hopes.

To whom it may concern,
No one will be mine
And I will never be someones.
So let's just go our separate paths
And never think of each other again.
That stuff is just pure reality.
Amy Childers
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Amy Childers  21/F/Missouri
(21/F/Missouri)   
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