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Dear Frederic
How are you, I am fine
As Im writing this letter
The paper is getting wetter all the time
I hope you wont feel a fool
But, understand, Im being cruel
To be kind
I respect your dedication
Its so rare
I dont think that your appearance
Vis–vis the disappearance
Of your hair
Is compatible with our
Relationship, its all so sour
This affair
I dont love you, dont think I didnt try
All the nothings that we whispered
In the passion of the kiss
Were just a lie
Im not holding you to blame
But, babe, I dont feel quite the same
So goodbye
Dear Frederic
Dont be sad, take it hard
I rescind your invitation
To my 21st celebration to the Guards
I hope we can still be friends
But, understand, only via pens
Send a card