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🟢My dear father,
🎀My dearest,darlingnest momsies and popsies
🟢🎀-There Had been some confusion about my rooming here at shiz
🟢-but of course i'll Care for Nessa
🎀-but of course, i'll rise above it
🟢🎀For all i know that how you'd want me to respond.
yes. There's been some confusion for, you See, my roomate is
🎀-Unusualy and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quiet Impossible to describe
🟢-blonde
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What is this Feeling?
It's so sudden.. so.. new.. i felt it the Moment.. i laid eyes on.. her.
My Pulse is rushing.
My head is reeling.
I Look at her.. and her already rosy cheeks are flushing.
What's this Feeling.. it Feels as fervid as a Flame..
Does it have a Name?
I think so..
Love.
Unadulteeated Love.
For her face, for her voice, her clothing.
Let's Just say, i Love it all.
Every little trait, however small.
Makes my cheeks Beginn to flush.
With simple, utter Love.
There's a Strange exhilaration.
In such total adoration.
It's so pure, it's so strong.
Though i do admit it Came on fast
Still i do belive that it can Last.
And i will be Loving, Loving you my whole life Long.
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In wich Glinda only pretends to be disgusted by elpheba and her apperance, but truly woud Love to feel those gerne lips against her rosy ones, woud Love to feel that Long, black Hair in her hands and Take those Long, black Dresses Off of her.
In wich elpheba pretends to hate Glinda, But she actualy loves her deeply. She loves her blonde Hair, and wants to know If it feels as soft as it Looks. Want to feel those artificaly semeing pink lips against hers. But Nobody coud Love her.
But Glinda rememberd Her grandmofhers hat.