Dear Capernwray,
I miss you. Since I've been gone for a year and a half, I feel more homesick for you than I ever did when I was there. I miss music echoing in the hall, the constant hum of conversation and laughter... the spontaneous walks, the constant encouragement and the endless supply of hugs.
I wish I could walk down the streets to Greg's... take one more train... live one more moment... there.
You'll never know how much you mean to me, or how much I miss you... EVERY... DAY... OF MY LIFE.
Deborah
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