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So in honor of life, I give to you,
the visual diary of blah |
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Looking at the graying hair and tired eyes, maybe what they need was a change in scenery and circumstances. To reclaim their real self - just like me. My heart steams with guilt as I watch him frown upon the television. I wonder if I'm the one who'd aged him. I step away quietly into my room, unable to look at this picture any longer.
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