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1:24 a.m.

dear Lord,

all i can think about is him.
please let him be okay.
please tell him You love him.


love, me

i tried to do what i thought was right. in the end i don't know that i did. maybe i should have stayed. i was scared and unprepared and knew he needed more help than what i could give. i hope my words helped a little, if at all. i hope he is okay. i hope he lives. please fix this, God. fix him.



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