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Ongoing, First published Aug 07, 2025
Lost, found, and fixed.

"I forgot to say... I love you.."

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Thoughts swirling in my mind.

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This story is based on everything I've read over the past 13 years. I'm mixing in some real experiences, but it's still fiction. If you notice familiar words or phrases, it's simply because they are commonly used. I know this is random, but these thoughts, feelings, and delusions are flooding into this space. Please don't judge me; I'm just learning, and English isn't my first language. Thank you.
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