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about the past I thought I had buried. With slow, unsteady hands… I opened it. PART 3 — THE LETTER HE LEFT BEHIND The paper inside was worn. Folded carefully. Like it had been opened and closed many times before it ever reached me. I took a breath… and began to read. “If you’re reading this, it means I ran out oftime. And if everything wentthe way continue reading …
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