0.4 | tuesday

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Addi,

It's me again

I know you're probably sick of me writing to you when I write about nothing. I don't exactly have a lot to tell. I just wish you were here, but I know that you're looking down at on me and hopefully you'll smile when you realize I'm writing to you now.

I just wish I could rewind to when I was 16, I would've never taken you out of the house that day.

You should've been studying your vocabulary not making trips with me. It's all my fault that you're gone and I've learned to accept that.

Mark Isaiah

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