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Ray of Hope...
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Dear _____,
I'm
in a place I never thought I'd be. I don't have the _______ to fight
anymore or a reason to stay, but I keep holding on, waiting for a
________ to make the stars shine again. Even though my whole world has
_________ apart, I keep clutching something I can't touch, taste, or
see. And I'm willing to _________ one more time. I may be at the end of
my ________, but that inkling of hope shines bright like the first rays
of dawn on a December day, and I can't walk away from what we once were
and might be.
Love,
________
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