July 26th, 1911

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My dear Yuratchka,

No time with you will ever be enough. Tears flood my eyes as I write, crippling the page. I apologize for ink spillages, I couldn't help but cry. It seems a war has started. I have been recruited to fight, so I may not write to you as often. I'm sorry, here is a picture of myself for you, you deserve it. You're just as gorgeous as I imagined.

Beka xxxx.

Beka xxxx

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