Dear dan,
How I long to hear your heart song again. What was it called? Ah yes, kissing the angles wing. How your sweet voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded wolf. Such loving music! Let us join together and running in unison, your love song carrying our hearts to the forest heights.
With love,
~nie~
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