Dear Heart
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A short story told through a series of letters to my heart. This is my perception of love and I guess you could say it falls under the category of poetry.. but I'm not sure what it really is. Aha, maybe you can read it and help me decide?
Lool I'm really bad at writing blurbs, sorry.
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