I never thought you were the letter writing type,
So now I see the words you chose, the way you write.
So I started to write back about the trees in the snow,
And I saw a bird, couldn't say what it was
but I thought you'd know.
You always surprised me.
And if I wrote you,
If I wrote you,
You would know me,
And you would not write me again.
And
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