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Dear Diary,

I talk to her. Even though she doesn't say anything back. Sometimes I get annoyed and shout at her. She still smiles. I love that smile. I now live for that smile.

I've become weak. Restricted to a corner. I can't stand. I can't eat. I feel like I'm dying. I have almost broken my promise.

-Gerard

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