Dear...
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Ongoing10m
Last published Sun, Apr 15, 2018
A list of long letters that I want to say but didn't know how to say it in front of the certain people.
Hi to whomever is reading this story. This is not only for me, but also for you. To those people in your life that you had issues with, to relate with what I've felt to the people who have caused you pain, to somehow get you closer to that closure.
I hope you enjoy and I will try to write at least once a week with a new dear letter.
Enjoy!
Ps. It's my first commitment to writing, so please be easy on me.
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