it's not a journal. these
are poems
people.
fiction. not a single
word of truth in any of them.
all the characters
are made up.
they never existed.
this is a work of pure
imagination.
nothing here
is true.
i'm not even here.
i'm not even typing
these words.
my dog is on my chair
with his paws
on the keyboard.
bother him with your
whining complaints.
thank you.
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