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May 12
Dear Delaney,
Is everything alright? Do you remember when we used to run on the streets with our hearts at the top of the world? Yeah, those days were quite interesting. It was great to hear from you. It is always great to hear from you, Delaney. Do you miss me a lot? Because I do miss you a lot!
I couldn't send you a message or a letter for some obvious reasons. I watched a great movie today. It was really good and I thought about you after the movie. I know we didn't really get on the right path because I was really over demanding. I know I hurt you and I am really sorry for that. I hope this message brings peace into your heart! I hope you fulfill all your dreams!
Hey! I will have to admit that I have thought about you several nights. You know I don't believe in God but I still managed to pray for you a few times, wondering how you were doing, and when I read your letter in Port-Harcourt, it made me sm
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