My Sweet Heart,
We are thus far separated - but after all one mile is as bad as a thousand which is a great consolation to one who must travel six hundred before he meets you again.
If it will give you any satisfaction - I am as comfortless as a pilgrim with peas in his shoes and as cold as Charity or any other Virtue. I am always with you and in your heart.
I love you so much and want to be with you for ever. I miss you so much and waiting for your reply.
Yours only
Geetam
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