Saturday, May 25, 2019

1913 Jul 23






The Day 22
Most Beloved Bronisia!

My only heart, I’ll write you a few words, and I beg you don’t get so mad, not at me, that I got a little mad at you over that word, don’t make anything of it, because I’m really sorry that I did it, so much that I couldn’t sleep and the next day I still couldn’t do anything, my heart really ached but at least if you’re going to be here, then I’ll tell you something else because in the afternoon I’ll have time, then we’ll go to the woods, then we’ll have a talk. I greet you and kiss [you] 10,000 times. I remain faithful to you forever, Theodor



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