The End of Something
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The cover photo of this is from the iconic movie Casablanca, a story of love, lose, and bittersweet endings
I think this movie best captures what it is like to have loved and lost but still care for the person you lost
And like the movie, this journal will be about that
I needed a place to put to paper what I felt
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