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Without your forgiveness, which you will never grant, I
just lie on this never changing bed.
Remember me always, I loved you dearly
but I did take the wrong path and now, I just wait for the end that will
sentence my actions.
On Saint valentine's day, eve I asked the guardian to
get me pencil and paper to write this letter to you; it carries the love I never
stopped having for you and the bit of my soul, that has your name engraved on
it.
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Consiga Grafía Furtiva = Furtive Writings de Graciela Fioretti en esta página.
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