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This month is my last chance to tie up any loose ends I may have left hanging.
Once I leave, I will not return.
My leaving will mark the end of this live journal, though I hardly use it anyways. This last month is torturously slow, yet filled with reawakenings. I've returned to this old place filled with memories to capture who I've been, and who I am. To wake up.
I hope that I am aware and wise enough to recapture my essence, so that my new life will be prosperous and high aflight from this poisoned earth.
Once I leave, I will not return.
My leaving will mark the end of this live journal, though I hardly use it anyways. This last month is torturously slow, yet filled with reawakenings. I've returned to this old place filled with memories to capture who I've been, and who I am. To wake up.
I hope that I am aware and wise enough to recapture my essence, so that my new life will be prosperous and high aflight from this poisoned earth.