thiry seventh letter

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                                7th may, 2017.

Kate. I don't know what to do anymore. It as if you don't exist, what now? Please forgive me, just call in and tell me how much you hate me. That will be better than this fucked up silence. You know how much I hate this  fucking situation. Please Kate, I am seriously sorry. I want you babe. I just want you. Let's get married and have beautiful and handsome children. I love you badly.

                                      Your love,
                                       Dayo.

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