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Paulie, I think about you more than I should. I absolutely love you. I want to be every thought that goes through your beautiful little head, the first thing you think about in the morning, and the last thing you think about at night. I want to hold you and kiss you and make love to you every night for the rest of our lives. So, anyway, I'm thinking about you. Love, John. -   Paul, You're laying here in bed next to me, and I don't think that there could be anything more beautiful. Xo, Johnny Boy -   Dear Mr. McCartney, I know I don't really say words as well as I could (as well as you do,) but I know how I feel a