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Monday, 05 June 2006
Seek medical advice.
And what to say of the triedness that lies like cement inside me? I am urged by all to visit a doctor, to seek holistic surgery, to hunt down the apocathary. I am too exhausted to pick up the phone, an admittance of illness would perhaps break the stubborness of spirit. We are not ill, we have never been ill, I am not failing.
I fail nothing but myself.
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