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it's time. but you know how to find me. don't go forever... I've been reading your entries-- enigmatic, lovely, haunting, far too infrequent --for months. I do find them deeply entrancing. i've been reading your journal for god knows how long. this is the first time i leave a mark, something that could show you that i've been here.
still, hush, secretly i admire you. Your writing is so poetic. Lovely new image... good thing your heart isn't torn up over this, because mine sure as hell is!! ten days until YOU YOU YOU YOU. no. that's a... turtle. and you love him (and count his eyelashes secretly).
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