Letter of the Week
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I used to drift away on the slighest breeze I’d stop and drink in every saloon Now I’m older and I found my sobriety And all I want is to slow down I been through hell and seen some things The demons used to have full control Now I can smile all day from my
About the Archivist
This is a curated selection of letters that left a mark on the world, on someone’s life, or just in the margins of time.
Each is transcribed with care and respect for the medium that first carried it: the typewritten page.
Gypsy Wanderer's thoughts 