25- It's Never Really Dark in LA

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They just waved to me.
I have to be hallucinating.

I miss them so much.

Am I crying?

I'm crying.

They frown, then look like they're trying to figure out how the whole 'I can only see them in the mirror' thing works.
They pretend to hug me.

I can almost feel it.

I fall to my knees.
I can't fucking take this anymore.

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