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Friday, October 6, 2006

Watching the hands move on the clock stilled in a moment stalled in time cold, I am all alone trying to figure who I am. Has been a week since she is gone didn't say much but good bye walking away from my life she took all and don't know why. Here I am with my only friends Jack and the clock in the... Sign in to see full entry.

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