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November 6, 2016
It's sinister how I planned all that. It's been six years and it's still haunting me, how I left you like that. I have no news, no nothing, about you. Sometimes I wish I can turn on the TV and find a Gemma channel so I can watch over you or at least know what length your hair is at any given moment. I still don't have a TV by the way. So okay, a radio station with just your voice, at least. I don't know if forgiveness is on the plate or if you, my Gemma, has forgotten me.