It's weird. Heartfelt, carefully-scripted, earnest, loving texts become this:
Verso of print, bottom center [sideways], in blue ink: To my love Hazel / on her birthday, July 6 [illegible] / love, love, love [cursive]
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This is beautiful, somehow seeing all of the scaffolding of this message makes it more beautiful, a kind of poetry.
ReplyDeleteAgreed. At the same time, though, it's a very different sort of verse as the one it supposedly replicates. That's what I find a little unsettling.
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