| 24th April 2003 |
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| Things crossed my eyes� Stories crossed my ears� Unanticipated atmosphere There are too much� and I can't refine its to any ideas. Is there something wrong? There is nothing wrong but I feel like my heart sear. Stories of others �drove me fall into fear. Hmm�.it's nothing�nothing I'm a writer�and I have to keep on my writing..and that's it. I get up and feel a bit sick�just a fever ...headache �soarthroat and red eye. But all what I can think about is just writing� I will die if I didn't write anything� Feel like my soul is exploding� Things I can't tell� Personal stories of others that I can't say� With respectation of friendship� However�it is another good day tho. |
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