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I wake up, over my duvet making that strange sound you make half snore.

Then I look out the window, dragging myself out of bed and looking out of the window. Watching the cars go by, buses, people smiling, children playing.

I really want a daughter, I'd name her Poppy or Alicia. Her room would be lilac when she is a baby and it'd be lovely and tidy.

Enough about, what the future might hold. I need to get me some breakfast, as it's eight in the morning and I need some yogurt, fruit, and granola with some refreshing juice.

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