Dear Tubbo,

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I thought we could work through this together. I'm not emotional! The sunset here is ugly and cold. Wilbur is cold, too. The place he built looks nice, but I can't stay here. I'll make a jukebox with the first diamond I get, even if I have no disc to play. I will see you, someday.

Tommy

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