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over the house, thirteen months
ago, I almost confided some-
ting in you. Never could
I describe how bewitching
you looked and I just
loved to gaze and hear
you talk. There were other
girls on the porch and they
too expressed their feelings,
likewise, but I'm the only
one left of that group. My
whole purpose of writing this
letter is to ask your forgiveness/

Keenly we [?] yet often
fail to find, -
The good intentions in some
opposing mind,