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Dear Gracey, it's Dom.
It's been a long time, since we last spoke.
I can't remember the last time I wrote.
So, I'm writing this one down.
I know, you probably won't reply.
And that's fine.
To be honest, I don't blame you.
When you first met me, I thought covering up cuts with bandages would solve the problems. But I'm older now, and I learned that Band-Aids are only a temporary fix.
No wonder why both of us were left with scars…