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I wish being with my family didn't stress me out so much. I'm eith getting a rash, scabies, or herpes all over my hands. My grandma...

And my grandma is breathing slowly. I think I'm getting more and more stressed by the second. I think perhaps it be best if I sleep instead of work.

Good night.

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The the emulation, and ingestion. And and and, and the 
destruction that's aggressive meditation, and regeneration spawned,
by our keeper's evacuation. These mirror are no good to manipulate
the grounds, but your fires cannot touch me, and destruct the passive sounds.
On the emulation, of our mothers and our fathers, the differences
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Do I choose to believe the Rumors?