Your LetterI returned to find your letter on top of a pile of other letters, and you know that all other mail vanishes before my eyes when I received a liter from my beloved. I sat down and read it and derived warmth from it. I read it again the 2nd time, and then again a 3rd time, and continued to read it to the exclusion of everything else. I do not mix divine wine with any other juice.
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