Aug 2019
Dear,
You're out late tonight -
in evening. I will open
at the moon. I might go away
to howl. Return soon,
Evan
You're out late tonight -
in evening. I will open
at the moon. I might go away
to howl. Return soon,
Evan
I wrote a letter, and then deleted three of every four lines, creating a somewhat surreal note.
(43/M/DC)
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