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I'm writing a letter,
right for you,
don't know if you'll see,
don't know if it'll arrive.
I'm writing a letter,
full of past,
of what was and what was not,
to say thank you,
to say once more hello.
I'm writing a letter,
ready to sent,
in my silent heart it grew,
to say to you,
what I haven't said time ago.
I’m writing a letter,
it’s the only opportunity I got,
to get out some of me,
before I’ll leave my hometown.
I'm writing a letter,
just for you,
and even if you're far,
I'd find a way to give you,
one last hug.
About the Creator
The Mager
Just a man in a mission.
Studying nuclear aerospace applications by day,
dreaming in the arts by night,
living in a contrast between me, my dreams and my destiny

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