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Dear Diary, 

Luke was talking about me today, yet he had no clue who I was. I saw the note I had written clenched in his hands as he told his friends about it. It made him smile, and that's all I ever wanted; to be the reason for his smile. He's been the reason for mine since as long as I could remember, and I felt I should repay him. The note had said everything I could never speak. It told him I loved him when my mouth could no longer open. 

Love Lucy. 

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