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Dear you,
It's been far too long since I've seen you. I know that I see you every day, but I haven't truly seen you in so long, it seems like a life time. You parade around as someone that you're not. Why are you so fond of your mask? I think that the real you is so much more lovely, I don't know this you, the one who laughs at people, the one who is ashamed of their mind. What happened to those summer nights when you told me of your mind, of your heart? Don't you remember? The cicadas were singing and the stars were just about to say hello. But it seems that now you have no recollection of those days, you must have hidden them so far away. I wish that you would bring them back.