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68697949 - Preacher357
69396336 - hallkr
70786132 - Zooniverse2017
71280203 - the3esses
WINNER - 71812289 - wrightj2h
72304144 - saffyre13

68697949 - Preacher357

8 XII 1952 Dearest Sylvia,
Here is a poem I have just written for you:
I do not love the dark, the thin,
And any that I could get in,
Even for the purpose of a live.

When you are gone whole nights and days
No other but adds to the malaise
Of missing you in all ways.

Neither in word nor fact can I
Entertain inconstancy:
I am my own love only.'

I do not love the dark, the thin;
No other but adds to the malaise;
I am my own love only.
Until again you are my love, my rival.

I am glad to say the weather is clear - if not
actually fine today so I shall have no diffi-
culty with today's travelling. It is 8:45 and
I must be off in a moment. I hope you are
well, sleeping well, painting easily: you are
in my heart always, dearest dearest cat.
I love you
Lawrence
P.S.
The woodpecker we saw is still round about. L

69396336 - hallkr

8 X11 1952
Dearest Sylvia
Here is a poem I have just written for you:
I do not love the dark, the thin,
And any that I could get in,
Even for the purpose of a line.
When you are gone whole nights and days
No other but adds to the malaise
of missing you in all ways.
Neither in word nor in fact can I
Entertain inconstancy:
I am my own love only.
I do not love the dark, the thin;
No other but adds to the malaise'
I am my own love only.
Until again you are my love, my rival.
I am glad to say the weather is clear - if not actually fine today so I shall have no diffi-culty with today's travelling. I hope you are well, sleeping well, painting easily: you are in my heart always, dearest dearest cat.
Love you
Lawrence
P.S.
The woodpecker we saw is still round about. L

70786132 - Zooniverse2017

8 XII 1952

Dearest Sylvia,
Here is a poem I have just written for you:
I do not love the dark, the thin,
And only that I could get in,
Even for the purpose of a life.

When you are gone whole nights and days
No other but adds to the malaise
of missing you in all ways.

Neither in word nor fact can I
Entertain inconstancy:
I am my own love only.

I do not love the dark, the thin;
No other but adds to the malaise;
I am my own love only,
Until again you are my love, my rival.

I am glad to say the weather is clean - if not
actually fine today so I shall have no diffi-
culty with today's travelling. IC is 8.45 and
I must be off in a moment. I hope you are
well, sleeping well, painting easily: you are
in my heart always, dearest dearest cat.
Love you
Lawrence

P.S.
The woodpecker I've seen is still round about. L

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71280203 - the3esses

of missing you in all ways.
Neither in word not fact can I
Entertain inconstancy:
I am my own love only.
I do not love the dark, the thin;
No other but adds to the malaise;
I am my own love only.
Until again you are my love, my rival.

I am glad to say the weather is clear - if not actually fine today so I shall have no difficulty with today's travelling. It is 8.45 and I must be off in a moment. I hope you are well, sleeping well, painting easily: you are in my heart always, dearest dearest cat.
Love you
Lawrence
P.S.
The woodpecker we saw is still round about. L

WINNER - 71812289 - wrightj2h

8 x 11 1952
Dearest Sylvia
Here is a poem I have just written for you:

I do not love the dark, the thin,
And any that I could get in,
Even for the purpose of a line.
When you are gone whole nights and days
No other but adds to the malaise
of missing you in all ways.
Neither in word nor fact can I
entertain inconstancy:
I am my own love only.
I do not love the dark, the thin;
No other but adds to the malaise;
I am my own love only.
Until again you are my love, my rival.

I am glad to say the weather is clear - if not actually fine today so I shall have no difficulty with today's travelling. It is 8.45 and I must be off in a moment. I hope you are well, sleeping well, painting easily: you are in my heart always, dearest dearest cat.
I love you
Lawrence
P.S. The woodpecker we saw is still round about.
L

72304144 - saffyre13

8x11 1952
Dearest Sylvia,
Here is a poem I have just written for you:
I do not love the dark, the thin,
And any that I could get in,
Even for the purpose of a live.

When you are gone whole nights and days
No other but adds to the malaise
Of missing you in all ways.

Neither in word nor fact can I
Entertain inconstancy:
I am my own lone only.

I do not love the dark, the thin;
No other but adds to the malaise;
I am my own love only,
Until again you are my love, my rival.

I am glad to say the weather is clear - if not
actually fine today so I shall have no diffi-
culty with today's traveling. It is 8:45 and
I must be off in a moment. I hope you are
well, sleeping well, painting earily: you are
in my heart always, dearest dearest cat.
love you
Lawrence
P.S.
The woodpecker we saw is still round about. L

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