dear ageless, is it really you? and you have finished mmmoulting, and you can write to mme again oh! i ammmm so happy, of course i knew it was you right away fromm all your commmmmas.
how thoughtful of you to start by telling me a story. i liked your story. you remmmmembered i like japanese stories was the mman their daddy do you think?
how dull mmmy life has been waiting for you to finish mmoulting, i ammm still here on the window sill. that is the same but it's not quite the same it's crowded now.
i amm surrounded by tommmatoes, i don't know why. you know i cannot see from inside mmy stone clammmshell. i have never seen a tommmato but they chatter all the time....
would you like to know what they say, ageless, so would i but they don't speak english. i think they are afraid.
i think that frommm one day to another they are not even the samme tommmatoes, i think that is why they are afraid they know they mmmay be spirited away at any mmmommment........i don't care to get involved however.
please write to mmme again and tell mmme mmore stories about the real world where you live, the world of sand and water and flags and girls who spin around mmen like mmmaypoles, how rommmantic the real world is you are so lucky ageless to be in it.
goodbye for now ageless mmmwah, mmmwah, those are two kisses for you from the lips of
your friend kobo
don't get too excited
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