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I hope this letter finds you well. I am writing you in hopes that you can forgive me for my rudeness. I had allot of time to reflect on our interaction when I came up to you and blindly Allahu Akbar you when you were peacefully minding your own business sniping my less than appreciative team (Scum Bags all of em). I confused you for another sniper who blew my head off harder than a crackhead scoring another dime from their dealer. You were a decent fellow, telling me of my mistake and I shed a tear of regret and sadness. You were an innocent bystander in a never ending battle of between me and the sniper with no name. I hope you can find it in your heart to to forgive me, and promise that if I see you in the battlefield we can come to an amends.
With lots of love,
- mcloving146