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May 16, 2010
10:46 p.m.

Jack, where are you?

I can't find you michael. I've been looking for hours and hours. You're nowhere, I keep finding doors that lead to nowhere. Old journals, old e-mails, no phone numbers. You're journals are still linked to mine and I hope you read this.

I'm almost in tears but nothing is wrong. I just need to hear your voice, I need to know you're okay. I just need to know.

. :before: . | . :now: . | . :later: .