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symptoms of anvil chest
I tried to write about it in pen because it's so much smoother, but I didn't finish and then I lost my notebook. Maybe on purpose. Anyway Turrett's sucks sometimes but it's settled at the back of my mind once more and maybe I'll expound when my ribs aren't so heavy... the adjectives come easier with oxygen. This is a self-reminder to write. FIN. 12:32 a.m., Saturday, Oct. 09, 2004 |
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