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All this to say and not one word comes out. For the last couple of hours I've been nodding off, which plays havoc with my concentration. Before that, well, I don't really remember much. Yesterday might as well have been the day that I was born. Since I can't think, I've just been listening to this song on repeat. It must be a lullaby. I should just go to bed, lest I fall from my chair.

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