Letters

May, 15th

To France

I have no idea why, but I decided to write to you. I have nothing to tell you, though.

I guess I...

Forget it. This is useless.

I'm sending this letter anyway. Just to show you that I really have nothing to say to you. That we have nothing in common.

And don't bother replying this letter, France. It would be meaningless, anyway.

Best regards,

England

P.S. It's raining here. Hopefully there, too.

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