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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗲'𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿
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"on 05/05/1938, young June ran away ㅤㅤㅤfrom home nowhere to be seen.If you ㅤㅤㅤhappen to stumble across a young girl ㅤㅤwith long wavy blonde hair with a ㅤㅤㅤㅤbirthmark on her chest, please dial ㅤㅤㅤthe number below immediately."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 0000-0000-0000
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ㅤㅤDear Reader,
➜ By the time you've finished reading my last thought put on paper, death has already visited my grave. But nevertheless, I still wanted to explain myself a little better. Most people never bothered to talk to me, but I wasn't bothered by it. Most of them never even knew I taught myself how to play the guitar nor that I trained myself to sing, but in a way I'm glad. People here never shut up! Them always talking definitely disturbed my image on the world, I hate the world. I always wanted to be alone, never thought I'd be this alone, but in a way, it's definitely more enjoyable like this. I really hope my message reaches the right person, you know who you are.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ -𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ June
