I've been writing you letters the whole time . . . reaching out . . . to ππππ something. πΎππππππ ππππ ππ πππππππ πππ πππππ
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ππππ. This is my last one -- the last letter I write to you that you'll never see. I love you. I don't see the dead anymore . . . or the ones I lost . . . or the sun, the sky or the water. I don't see π’ππ . . . anymore. I just see what's ahead. Metal rotors and gun oil and πππππ
. What I have to do -- what I πππ do to help save the world, even if you don't know I ever did that. I love you so much. π° ππππ πππ ππ, ππ ππππ. I tried. Please, just know I tried. I tried . . . but I failed. ( private roleplay blogs for ππππππππ and ππππ ππππππ from amc's the walking dead + the ones who live )
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