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August 17, 2011
I thought I found you. I thought I recognized your words, that unique way you twist and twirl your syntax, those little surprises you throw into your paragraphs that no one else can mimic. But perhaps you aren't as individual as I thought--it wasn't you, wasn't yours, wasn't worth the disappointment.

It's lonely without that window into your mind. I hope you're happy, my little fairy. I hope you've flown off into that fantasy I always imagined for myself, and I hope you know I don't begrudge you your own story.

I wish I could come along.