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To you of dearYou are not on my side. You are and are me ..the diversion.. lonesomely. I did not know it. However, I was happy as long as I must be on the side you. It met capriciously, and it encountered it many times. You were loved, and you also loved me for me. That tears are not forgotten. It has not been had a grudge that you chose not me but him. You are gentle, and intelligent. It gave the answer to me who did so and had sent the letter on your birthday. It was happy though it was a little connection. Moreover, it is possible to meet ..