Immortal Beloved,
In my most distorted fantasies, I fancy that in some regard, my love for you is requited. I have repassed quite often the time I spent with you, and you have become a lead in the plays performed in my sleep. I hope that this letter will have reached you before I regret writing it; I simply must express through some medium that you frequent my thoughts.
Ever yours,
D.B.
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