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Sunday, March 29, 2009
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As she talked to me about you last night, I cant help but kept questioning why. I told myself to stay strong, but I really cant.. )':I really hope its untrue, but its hard to be. I guess the pain will never fade, its just how Im gonna cope with it and carry on with life this way.Perhaps I should be thankful that you were once directed to my life, making it a memorable period of time for me.
