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Dear Harmony,

   I laid on the roof and stargazed last night. There were so many stars and the moon was so full and bright, you'd have thought the sun never went down after all. Do you remember nights like that? We'd lie there together, pointing out constellations to each other and making up ones of our own. 

   It's too bad you couldn't have been there last night. I missed you.

I still miss you.