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June 10 No-one could ever love you half as much as I do now...I love going mad. It feels like you've been hit with a solid wall of water - soft but solid and immovable. I watched a girl on the lawns outside the Guildhall today, staring into a hand mirror, bored of her own striking beauty. I watched a little boy chase ducks into the river. I watched an old man help his young granddaughter across the street. I watched all this and no one watched me. No one saw me - I'm invisible in my insanity. Comments (1)
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