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journal
dear diary
I write in you every day. You listen but never criticise. You welcome each day with a fresh, crisp page and never turn your back on yesterday. You preserve my past and present; every wrinkle on your cover is a sign of our penmanship. The notion of writing something down, expressing our hopes and fears...
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I sometimes feel like life is completely passing me by and the older I get the quicker time is racing with me. It only seems like a few moments ago that I was leaving school, and now here I am a decade later an adult! How the hell did that happen? I know I’m not alone...
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