Day 4:

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Dear love,
I saw my therapist again. She asked me about you. I told her everything  I loved about you. I told her I loved it when you sung at the diner every Monday because you said it was one the most hated days of the week. You said that you loved to see the smile people would get when you sung. I miss you.

99 days and I still miss youTempat cerita menjadi hidup. Temukan sekarang