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Dear Summer,

No updates from you, so I guess you are still mad at me. You have a right to be, after what I did. I will never get to clean this mess, but please do remember that I am truly sorry about it.

I heard you dyed your hair back to black, which I think is a perfect hair color for you. Mine, I am planning to keep my hair colored red, to remind me the time when we got our hair dyed in matching colors. We looked like idiots though, but still I love you.

Anyway, I hope you still read this second letter, for I am running out of ways to talk to you. I know I should've moved on by now, but I can't help it. You are my one and only.

I love you Sunny, with all my heart.
Love,
Michael

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