July 01, 2022

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Dear July 1st, 

You didn't give me the best beginning but the worst ending. You gave me heartache in your early hours. I cried and couldn't sleep. You were not so good to me. Yet, you weren't completely bad because a light is still reaching through. Though my heart is bleeding, I am still breathing and would continue to do so.
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damned
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