Looking Down From A Balcony

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Dear Diary-

As I sit here and reflect on my past, I'm forced to recall that one special man. His name? I'm sure you remember. Ian. Lord Ian. He and I met the summer I turned sixteen. His face has drifted through my dreams the past few days, and I do not understand why. It's been so long...I wonder where he is right now. Is he married? Is he even alive?

It all started...if I recall correctly...and I do...when I was looking down from a balcony...

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 08, 2012 ⏰

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