A letter for thee
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I used to write for envy, torment and horror; But I stumble upon you (Felicity).
A thousand letter can't describe your peculiarity, but a single word could.
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One, two - no, three strokes?
It's four! To write the letter E.
I won't ever get tired of writing.
For you're the ink of my pen.
Your soft voice was like smooth and slow music playing in my ears.
The first time we met; your fresh peppermint scent entered my nose.
Against on my own winter,
You spared my withering life.
But I, a non-sensical being,
May this letter makes sense
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But the ink of my pen is running low; I have to choose my words wisely.
Finally meeting an impasse, this might be my last words, my final letter, for thee.
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Michael Jig L. Salvador
The Philippines
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