Amnesia ~MGC~
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Ongoing1h 59m
Last published Mon, Jun 20, 2016
We haven't forgotten her. She still lives in our minds and we all think about her daily, but there comes a point where you have to stop holding on so tight and you have to let go a little.
We know she'll wake up soon, but until then we have to keep going for ourselves and for her.
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