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21st July 1915. My dearest Mary-Elise, I have not written to you since I first landed I’m sorry but this letter is not a happy one. My hand was swollen from digging into the unforgivable dirt and clay. And I was so confused to even make a legible sentence for weeks. The enemy has been firing artillery day and night. It’s like my heart pumps to the same beat of the bombing, I’ve grown accustom to it. There is a man lying next to me. No not a man, a lost body. I wish to return this man to his side so they can bury him. I don’t see why I have to look at his rotting face. Someone’s brot
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I am the type of girl that when my feet hit the floor in the morning the devil shakes and says, " Oh Shit she is awake! "
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I will talk to you later I have to go eat dinner.
Byebye!
It was so great to meet you.
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