Dearest Liza,
I should have written sooner
I knew it would
here alone without having said my
Without telling you how much these past few years have meant to me.
I'm sorry
They are still outside and there is a lull.
I'm afraid by the time
I'll be gone.
My knife over there
In the chest of the sixteenth.
No one will not think a hero.
love you Liza, but it's Polly I'll see
before I see you again.
I'll be waiting across the river.
There's
