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Hotel des deux Mondes. Paris
May 13th 1919

My dearest Marion,

Am I dreaming, or awake I feel like asking as I look out from my window and see sights so different from those at home, But I realize that I am indeed far far way from you and the dear group. fully at home and tied is the thorn that seeps the love from being all it might be.

How impossible too, to bridge the distance and make you feel and see all that is going on about me! I can only make a poor attempt at it at the best on paper, not knowing where to begin or leave off. This

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will send some snap shots soon.
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Transcription Notes:
The word after "some" in the left marginalia is the same as page 14 which was also difficult to distinguish.