Letter 25.

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dear Vayne

Our botlane is crushed ever since you left it.

I miss you, and everything around me reminds me of you.

Your old classroom, the old bench we used to sit on, M&M's chocolate we used to fight over the last bean of it, the deck of cards we used to play with, the notbook you bought me to write my lyrics on.. Even the stars we used to stare at, they miss you too.

You were the warmest place on earth, my home. And now I'm homeless, I guess.

I promissed you that I'll never lose faith

So when this all ends, please find me. And when you do, never let go.

Sincerely,

Your Lulu

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