Letters to the Moon
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Penelope wrote to David. A lot and often when he would not even suspect that he was in her thoughts. He was heavy on her mind and deeply rooted in her heart and she has not even seen him yet. Separated by the distance, the age and the plague, she poured her heart to him, secretly hoping that one day, he would see her as she is.
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