Letter #13
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Letter #13 Dear Papo You were always the wise old man who hummed every morning before breakfast. You were there when I got my first bike and scraped my knee. When Ella and I used to fight and I was left crying you were always there to make me feel better. This was the only time I wouldn’t let you close by. The only time I didn’t even feel like calling you to make all the bad feelings go away. Because they only left for a little while. And once you were gone? They came back. And this time they had an extended visit. I guess, I wasn’t strong enough Papo. I couldn’t… I couldn’t do it. Sometimes princess fall from their castles… Sometimes they break their crowns. Sometimes they die. I’m sorry, I chose to die. Love Blu.
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