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May 03, 2010 09:40

I know not why I behaved as I did. When I became a child, I knew myself and this place, and all the memories of my life, but as the days wore on, I remembered me less and less, and wanted naught by my mother, who is long dead and buried.

I have taken much fright from this.

I have not been thus affected before by any port or flood, so that I have forgotten that I did see my parents dead.

[flood] kid

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