The Letter

Dear A,

Tell me have you seen what you've left behind?
There's a trail of tears where the sun should shine.

Can you help me find my face?
Can you help me see the truth?
Cause today I found another mask. And I got them all from you.

Dear B,
Put your name right he...

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