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Dear America, I Miss You

A letter from a Frenchman to an old friend who lost their way

My Dearest America,

Where have you been these past four years? What happened to you? I know you’re still here physically, but you’re a shell of your former self. You’re like empty black eyes staring at a candle flame: alight, but not alive.