Dear Mildred,
You're right, I need to stop. I need to break away from this routine ridiculousness. It's my fault, I understand this much. I suppose at one time I tried to hide behind the corners of my own rationale and the lace curtains of your words. My current embarrassment should be enough to distance myself from the lie. Here marks my footsteps away from you.
Sincerely,
Mort
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