Dear you,P.s.: Down in that valley; along the road; we never know what's there waiting for us, do we?
As I walked down the valley I decided to take your hand. I don't know who you really are but I have the strongest faith in you.
How Magical!
Until that time; I promised to hold on to you.
And until that time; I swear to God He is the only reason if I were to let go of your hand.Yours,
I
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