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Last published Thu, May 14, 2020
I have some words in my brain, along with immutable noise. So I will be pouring some of my experiences in here, some/most that are pretty stereotypical in the looking at it (experiences like being cold or feeling anxious). I just need to stop some of the noise in my brain so I'll put some stuff in this dumb dump book.
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