To my first love,
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This is an unofficial letter I've written to my first love. I'm not intending to enter the #ToAllTheBoysContest but I was just inspired by the many people who have decided to write letters to their crushes. And also, I might have gone over the word limit. Hehe.. But if you're willing to read my letter, thank you!
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