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January 21, 2014

Dearest Evangeline,

Thine countenance doth lie betwixt the sun and the moon, amongst the stars.

Celestial lights do shine in the midst of the swarthy orbs known to you as eyes.

Never a better view has been seen upon the mountaintop,

then seen in you.

The undaunted light of the world shines bright

within your fiery essence.

Beauty can best be described as you…

My fair Evangelica,

Whilst the beast, which is myself, doth view from a far,

off deck of observation,- the glass window.

of your relationship.

Most Solemnly,

the invisible man

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