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[jennifer_cat]

I throw away all the chances I get.  Thinking, I'll build my own chance later, cause I dont' like that one.  I see reality very clearly, but the problem is I see several, and they each feel as real as the next.  I can guess but never really know.  Its like being surrounded by fog all the time.  All that stuff I was sad about, actually turned out to

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[c_smudge]

good thing you still have more, huh?

[jennifer_cat]

i love you, smudge