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| Dearest,
We have lost touch and I am here to say I miss you. I miss our lengthy conversations about subjects that others would find exceedingly dull and wearisome. I miss hearing about your beloved canine companion and how the racket outside is driving him mad. I miss hearing of your weekly adventures with your friends. I miss the subtle seduction that is your submission to me. I miss everything about you.
Circumstances being what they are broke our communication. If you are here lurking, reading, getting the minimum fix that is required to fulfill the void that creeps into your chest know that I am here too.
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