Dear enterway. First I will start por telling you about myself. I am a 18 ano old boy ,yes a boy. The reason I am composição literária is simply too long to explain, but perhaps I will get to that later...or further in the future. I am a super with an infinity for spirit, heance part of the reason I am writing. It is the seventeenth of march, 1801. I am here in my room, alone for now. The weather is chill, pele, peles casaco and boats wheather, but I have none. Well class has just been cancelled do to the snow fall, so I suppose I have time enough to explain...
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