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Dear diary,
It has been a week. Everything is still the same. Early In the morning I would go to work, by evening I would leave my office and grab dinner from a nearby Korean bbq store. The only thing that's different now is when I reach home, he's not here to invite me into his arms anymore. I think I crave for that more than anything else in the world. I miss his warmth.

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