Dear Sarah,

the indications are very strong that I shall attempt reentry tomorrow, and lest I shall not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write few lines, that they may fall under your eye when I am no more.

It sure is fu*king cold up heah', yes sir. I 'bout froze my motherfu*king nutts off, Goddamn. Space is one cold motherfu*ker.

Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me to you with a mighty cape that only omnipetence can break. But sh*t woman, it is cold as fu*k up heah'.


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