Day Seventy.
It's the first time I'll actually write something besides poems in this book, and sadly the last.
If you're seeing this, Wilbur, know that I don't hate you for what you did.
I understand why you did it.
I would too if I felt like that.
Just know I'll always love you forever.
Goodbye, darling.
-Vienna, signing off, 27th Dec. 2019
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Fanfictionin which , a girl by the name of vienna is told by her therapist to write a book full of poems about her daily occurrences to help with her mental state. book entries and narratives.
