296. DEAR ███████

** All potentially incriminating emotional intelligence has been redacted by the Central Nervous System to preserve the safety and security of the status quo and the emopolitik. We appreciate your understanding. **  

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Dear ████████,

Hey. It’s me.

You’re going to ███████ ████ this letter ██ ███████, I’m sure, but you can’t honestly ████ ████, not ████ ████, not the part of you that I ███████ just as it ███████ ███. I know ██████ also ████ the chemistrickery, the bubbling ripple ████ █████ the ███████. Wild.

███████ once taught me that the worst thing you can do is ████ ████ ███████, so I will hide behind that and pretend like I’m ███not ██████ ██ ████ ██ ████.

I’m 95 percent certain ██████ wrapped ██ ████ ███████, perhaps inextricably, and that actually makes sense because ████ ███ ██. At least, ████ ██ ███ ████ I ████ ████ broken ground on with a golden ceremonial shovel.

Everyone says, “████, you ████ ███ ███ ██ can’t ████.” And that’s not true! At least, I don’t think it is. Maybe there is a █████, lasting and immature ████ ██ ██ that █████ ██ ███ and ████ a kiss to taste like ███████████ ██ ██. █ █████ ███ needed that flavor in most ██████ of my ████.

I’d ████ ███ if you were ██████, I’d ████ ███ even if you were ██████ ██ ███████, and I’d ████ ███ came right up to me, stared at me with those ██████████ eyes and said, “█████ ████ ████.”

███ I’m here, █████ in ████, ███████ if there is a slice ██ ████ ████, however thin, ███ ██. Won’t you? Can you? I understand ██ ████ a sense of maturity, duty and obligation, ██████ ████ ███ fearless gamble for adventure ██ █████ ███ baldly appealing.

Just know this:  █ █████ ████ ██████ ███ ██ ████ ███ and that’s not gonna change.

████, █████

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