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01.07.02 Its a minute past midnight, two days after the day my mum thinks is probably her birthday. Her dad wouldnt tell her the date. If I had more of a plan than I seem to have i'd be so dismayed that this site wouldnt happen. I am going to look on shelves and take things down, look in drawers and take things out, and then try to write about them. Its a big house and its only a sadly large amount of drawers that make it seem smaller.
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