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Almost every second of the day
I think of you. I keep hoping that
You're eating well and sleep enough.
When I'm taken out of my cell to the yard prisoners call me unkind names.
I really don't care,
the first thought that pops into my mind is if they call you those names too
Because of my wrong actions.
It makes me furious just imagining it. I hope they don't.
I don't want anyone to hurt you. You're so precious to me. I love you.

To: Soo Yun
From: Namjoon
April/9/1937

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