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Monday, November 12, 1917, rainy

Gatsby has left. As planned, I would go

to New York to say goodbye to him today,

but my parents found out. I was very sad

that I didn't even see the last time before

I separated from him. Without Gatsby,

there is no hope in my life. Gatsby, I really

miss you! We have been apart only for a

while, but I have already started to miss

you. You will definitely come back, I will

always be waiting for you!