Dearest Salvia

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Dearest Salvia,

I think I love you so much, it hurts me. I wish I could see you, just one last time. I heard my mother on the phone, eyes full of worry. Glancing back at me, trying to remain strong. I closed my eyes. Even writing this is draining me. I'm trying, you see. When I'm gone, you will find these letters, full of unspoken words I did not dare to send. Farewell, my best friend.

Forever and always yours,

Oleander

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