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Dear Arvah, Your blank letter screamed again in m

Dear Arvah,

Your blank letter screamed again in my cupboard today. You came up to me when you were leaving. I cried and begged you to stay, tried to emotionally blackmail; reminded you that if you'd leave, I'd be left with no one but myself. You stood firm and asked me to write to you whenever I felt low. When asked about your address, you grinned and said, "I leave pieces of me in the people I meet and places I go to."

Years later I am writing this to you, I figure that night the person they 'brought' back home was not the same person who left. Maybe you left a major part of you somewhere. Maybe I am writing to the wandering part of your soul that still craves to be a cool breeze of mountains. Letters to Arvah : 2.

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Dear Arvah,

Your blank letter screamed again in my cupboard today. You came up to me when you were leaving. I cried and begged you to stay, tried to emotionally blackmail; reminded you that if you'd leave, I'd be left with no one but myself. You stood firm and asked me to write to you whenever I felt low. When asked about your address, you grinned and said, "I leave pieces of me in the people I meet and places I go to."

Years later I am writing this to you, I figure that night the person they 'brought' back home was not the same person who left. Maybe you left a major part of you somewhere. Maybe I am writing to the wandering part of your soul that still craves to be a cool breeze of mountains. Letters to Arvah : 2.

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