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Dear Frederic How are you, I am fine As I'm writing this letter The paper is getting wetter all the time I hope you won't feel a fool But, understand, I'm being cruel To be kind I respect your dedication It's so rare I don't think that your appearance Vis-à-vis the disappearance Of your hair Is compatible with our Relationship, it's all so sour This affair I don't love you, don't think I didn't try All the nothings that we whispered In the passion of the kiss Were just a lie I'm not holding you to blame But, babe, I don't feel quite the same So goodbye Dear Frederic Don't be sad, take it hard I rescind your invitation To my 21st celebration to the Guards I hope we can still be friends But, understand, only via pens Send a card