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By Jane Rain Date: 2015 May 29 Comment on this Work [[2015.05.29.21.10.1291]] |
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There was so much typed out, so much to say. I deleted all of it. What's the point? It's basically the same old stuff. I miss him, love him, hate him, want him back. Blah, blah, blah. Even I'm sick of it. . . . Ok, I lied. There was one line I didn't delete. It resonates within me. It screams truth. "I'm definitely sure of you." |