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𝒩𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝟦𝓉𝒽 𝟣𝟧𝟣𝟪

𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉, 𝐿𝑜𝓊𝒾𝓈𝑒.

𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒶𝓁 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐼 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉. 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓈 𝒾 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉, 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝒶𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉, 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉.  

𝐼𝒻 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃, 𝐼𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝐸𝓊𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝒹 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃. 𝒲𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒? 𝒯𝓇𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓂𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓁𝓎  𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒶𝓇.

𝐹𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒾 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓌𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓌𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝐼𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓎, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸𝑒, 𝒾 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝓇𝑔𝓊𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹.

𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝓈 𝒶𝓂𝒷𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝐸𝓃𝑔𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝒬𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒾 𝒷𝑒𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑜 𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑜𝓎𝒶𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉. 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒, 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒶 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒻 𝑜𝓃𝑒.  𝑀𝓎 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃; 𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉, 𝒸𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈. 𝒜 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓃, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒶 𝑀𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒, 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒.

𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉

i hope this letter find you in good health. i truly do for your health is may be the only i hold any interest in. hours grow direly long without you & though each meeting marks the highlight of my years, for your sake i hope it is the last.   (   suggesting otherwise would be selfish, but the loss of you would leave a noticeable hole.   )   but perhaps this cycle of your life shows some improvements to the previous. i shall try to make it so, but you know how little my influence over the living is. therefore, i harbor justified doubts, though for your sake, i shall pray.   (   that, however, is a white lie. i do not pray & will not start, my apologies.   )   

waiting for you, always & ever,