O - Letterfoot

Now raise your lighter, teacher, to the blind edges of this document
and give the flame its meal. It doesn't matter; I have already given it
to Megan to read. You and I are too late. Our government has failed.
But I hope you shall go on to teach another like me, and teach them in
such a manner that they do not chicken out and try to burn things in a
fit of despair. I do that all the time, and other students stop
me.

You cannot stop me now!

Yours, yours, all yours, my love,

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