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2:45 A.M.

I'm awake.
So very, very, painfully awake.

I don't really know why I do this sort of thing to myself - reading these things. They fill me with such a terrible sadness. It's intolerable, and I want to be rid of it.

3:23 P.M.

I find myself confronted with the same sort of sadness, again.
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