[Left in a drawer of her bureau with her journal. It's on a scrap peice of paper, however. Journal is locked.]
I realized recently.. also upon the re-discovery of my journal.. that this immense feeling I can't shake is something I've felt before. It hurts. Like nothing else, it hurts.
I can't do this.
[Untitled - poem?]
Imagine for a second. Just
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