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2004-03-31||8:19 p.m. ::\Sleep/:: The fatigue settles in, and I rest my head back on the chair, trying to ignore the pain shooting through my neck. I sigh, then turn to my left. I huddle up against the handle of the chair and rest my chin against my knees. Then, I focus on nothing in particular, just letting my mind drift. I drift off to sleep. Fayes P.S. How did things get so bad... how? Answer me...
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