3 September 1994

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03/09/94

Dear Diary,

It's been a year. Nothing has changed. Nick has been my love, my life, my future - I don't see anything without him. Life doesn't make sense now...

Nick, nobody understands me now. Nick, I want to see you again, I want to lean on your chest again, and hear the waves crashing at the shore.

Nick, I'm coming for you today. I won't regret this. Tonight, I will join you again. I've got the rope. I'm ready, Nick. Wait for me.

Nick, I love you.

END

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