Diary Entry - 2025-02-16

Dear Diary,

I spent the day searching for the figure, but it was gone. The light was all that remained, surrounding me, enveloping me. It is both comforting and suffocating, a constant reminder that I am not in control.

Signed,
The Youngest of Patricks

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