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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

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The rain is plinkety plinking outside my window. Honey colored grass taller than a person grows next to snow. It is mixed up. All mixed up this weather it doesn't know what to be. I don't know what to be, come to think of it. Today I feel like writing. This is all that I know.

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