1912 Dec 20

The Day 20/12

Darling Broninieczka!

I can[1] tell you that the iron tongs[2] that held so powerfully tight on my heart have already let[3] go, I am a little happier I feel freer in my soul and so I beg you, my dear flower, don’t worry about me, I myself have to give me some kind of advice, and when it becomes necessary, I’ll let you help me in some way I’ll stay on board down here since it’s not possible for the present to get anything else

I greet you warmly and kiss [you] 100,000 times

Theodor yours forever

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[1] Literally “will tell”

[2] Literally “pliers”

[3] Literally “let it go”