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letter sixteen

dear tempest,

please don't leave i never meant to hurt you

it was just a dream i don't want you to die at all

and i'm sorry my handwriting isn't as good as it normally is

maybe it's because of the vodka shots i just had

or maybe it's because my tears smear the ink

i don't know anymore tempest

please tell me you are safe

love, harry