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Last year, he was taken from me. It was cruel.
But it happened.
I looked back on Look Back.
It wrote down what I was feeling and having trouble unpacking before I had even felt it.
And when that time came.
I read it again, as if asking for guidance
It understood me better than myself in some regards.
It mirrored my highschool life with one of my best friends in a way I don't think anything else had.
Originally, I thought the ending was cruel.
Which it was.
But it had to be that way.
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