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Hey taylorswift! I’m finally all ready to go for the Chicago Night 1 show. I’m coming to see you all the way from Kansas City, Missouri! I’ve been trying to see a show for years, but it’s always fallen through until now. It would really mean the world to me to get to meet you, but I know that’s true for a lot of people. You and your music has meant a lot to me for a long time. I’m most likely going to be an emotional wreck the night of the concert ,but I don’t even care.
From a girl who was 15 and trying to figure life out to a girl who is 20 and is still figuring things out, I’m glad I have you and your music to keep me company.