notebook entry twenty eight:

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i don't think i need this notebook anymore. there won't be anymore writing in it.
this truly is the end.
not what i desired, or even predicted.
but that's how it goes.
with you leaving me in the dust of derry, maine. crying day and night about how i never got to actually say goodbye.
but i wouldn't have it any other way, because i, stanley uris, got to know you, bill denbrough. and i would never trade that for anything.
so with only love for you bill, I say goodbye. to you, and to us. you will always be in my head and heart. there won't be but a minute that i don't think of you. and i think the losers agree.
-sincerely, stan your man ♡

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