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Dear Iris,

I wasn't sure how to begin writing this, which is ironic considering my life once revolved around writing. Until I met you. Then you became all my life seemed to revolve around.

One thing that always fascinated me about you was your art. Not just the art you created with your paint brushes, but the art you'd create just by waking up in the morning and flashing me a smile. That was art. Art in its purest form.

As Juliet once said, 'parting is such sweet sorrow.'

Until we meet again,
- Harry Styles

(P.S. Harper wants you to take her butterfly to Paris.)

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Would it really be a stopcryingbabyy fic if I didn't have at least one character with out a 'Ha' starting name besides Harry?

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