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Dear diary,
Today I went back to school and walked past where me and my boyfriend used to hangout together. I then sat on the bench where we used to intertwine our hands and talk about our day. But today I sat there and cried for an hour, thinking about him and our happy times before this disaster happened. I remembered, we were really happy together. Maybe it's true, there's nothing like us...

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