Letters
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Complete Wed, Oct 28, 20159m
A million thoughts ran through my head, but not one of them provided me with an escape route from this misery I was living through.
My tears went unseen, my hurt unknown. My paper feelings began to crumble until I found something to take away some of the pain.
On a dreary, cold, night, I began to write all my feelings down onto paper.
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