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Monday, September 10, 2007
DREAMS ; 6:48 pm

I had a dream/nightmare this morning.
But I don't really much remember it.

Only that I wrote a letter that I'm going to die soon.
And people around worried about me as they found out about the letter.

HAH.

DREAMS are so BEAUTIFUL.


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