What a day it's been! Dear Diary. It's been just like a dream.
Woke up too late, wasn't where I should've been. For goodness sake, what's happening to me?
Write lightly,
Yours Truly
Dear Diary
It was cold outside my door. So many people by the score. Rushin' around so senselessly. They don't notice there's people like me.
Write lightly,
Yours Truly
Dear Diary
They don't know what they're playing, no, they've no way of knowing what the game is. Still they carry on doin' what they can outside me and politely.
Dear Diary
It's over. Will tomorrow be the same? I know that they're really not to blame. If they weren't so blind, then truly they'd see there's a much better way for them to be inside me.
Yours truly,
Dear Diary
Dear Diary
It was cold today but the sun came out later, so I went out and strolled about lookin' at the shops. Didn't really see anything I liked, so I didn't buy anything. Oh, now I know! I posted a letter; been quite a nice day. Somebody exploded an H-bomb today but it wasn't anyone I knew...
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