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Louisa my dear, your knack is for firsts,
not just the first to cry but the only. Unique the get-well card, quenching my thirsts. I miss my friends especially you...I'm lonely. Your message on the card contained a gift, one that I intend to put to good use. Thanks to your gift, my spirit got a lift and you turned my blues to soft golden hues. Traveling through life we meet souls in the dark. Your soul Louisa is a shining light. My emptiness lately being so stark; the way you singed the card gave my heart flight. What may seem small to you was huge to me a connection to what I left behind. From me Louisa, you never heard a plea... some can see...but other minds are so blind. If is uplifting to know that you care. There in no investment in me; so why? Because, you are Louisa, you are rare. You have blessed me a friend, I'm sky high.
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