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He could've opened it right then and there, making the whole process move quicker, but he slipped it into his jacket pocket, bringing his eyes back up to a normal level, moving forward. The paper was now his, it was no longer in a confused state of lost as well as found. It was simply found. Found by a boy who was blind to the hate in the world. Blind to love. A boy blind to loss.
The Letter
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