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Stamped: 21:59:00

Day 23.


I do not know how to react...

When I realized that you have erased all my pictures from your life...

As you have erased me.


It hurts.

And it is insulting.

That all I am to you....

Is nothing.


And I, for one, will not do the same.



Jess

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