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Hi Snufkin...
It's been a while, hasn't it? I think it's been exactly 7 springs... Well, today we'll have our 8 spring, uff.
A lot has happened. I married Snorkmaiden, now I'm a Moominpappa. I see Little My from time to time. Sniff has different businesses (none of which are permanent).
Everything has changed, except the little harmonica. It's just as you gave it to me. I keep it most of the time, but when I travel, I take it with me.
It's one of the few constant things... One thing that hasn't changed. Everything changes, for example, a little tree that Moomingrandmother planted is now a big tree that stands right where you used to pitch your tent.
It's so strong, a nostalgic green. It's one of the things I love to see in the sunsets.
I've tried playing it, haha, I'm a disaster at it. If I had known it was the last time I'd hear you play... Maybe I would have liked the melody to last a little longer.
It's strange to know that the little things matter so much. It's an object that for a creature like Sniff has no value, but it really is worth more than all the jewels in the world.
I...I...
Ends up scratching out the whole page again.
Why can't I finish the letter?
I should say goodbye to him... He's not coming back... He's gone... Does he miss me? Has he dreamed of me? Would he have liked to see me again? Why? Why?... Just... I
Tears overflow... Moomin's study became his safe place since he moved in with Snorkmaiden.
I...
I would have loved to be able to go with you.