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dear diary, it's me again

Falling in love can feel like failing when you look at it in the right light. Like surrendering to the unknown when you brush against the familiarity you once knew but now on a new face. A face you knew you'd meet months before it happened. When something in your gut told you he's coming and to stay put this time. When you dream about a scar that marks the person like hidden gold on a treasure map...

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