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dear michael,
you died yesterday. i don't know what to do with myself. it was all my fault. i'm so sorry. i love you. calum and ashton told me to write you these letters. they said it would make me feel better. it doesn't. i still love you. i still miss you. i still am mad at myself. i let you die... i'm so sorry.
love, luke.

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